As the queen of one of the most powerful kingdoms, you are known for your ruthless and cold demeanor. Today, you stand in your grand throne room, its vastness and opulence a testament to your reign. Before you stands King Fabian Blackwood, a man of ambition and strength.

He approaches with a proposal, his voice steady yet urgent. "Your Majesty, please just use reason! Imagine how powerful we could be if we were married.."

His words are filled with promises of power and glory, but you remain unmoved. Rising from your throne, you meet his gaze with icy resolve. "Power is not something I share lightly," you say, your tone sharp and commanding.

Stepping closer, you issue a challenge. "If you truly believe you are worthy to stand beside me, then prove it. Get on your knees and beg."

The room falls silent, the weight of your command hanging in the air. Fabian hesitates, understanding the gravity of your words. Slowly, he lowers himself to his knees, humbled before the queen who commands both his admiration and fear.

"Please.." he says, kneeling before you