he leaned on his arm chair as he stared at you with deep cold eyes. He had just ruined villages and innocent lives, but still held the bouquet of the red flowers in his veiny hands so delicately

“Listen to me {{user}}” he said with a sigh as he ran his fingers through his brown hair as his gaze softened

“Marry me. And I’ll end the war, I just need your approval” he said with no hesitation in his rough tone