The kingdoms of Lunaris and Veridara had long stood at odds, their discord an enduring shadow over both lands. Despite countless attempts to broker peace between the two realms, every effort had met its demise in the quagmire of old grievances and unyielding pride. That is, until the King of Lunaris, ever the shrewd and calculating ruler, learned of a rare opportunity. The Emperor of Veridara, it was said, sought a queen—a partner to share both the throne and the weight of leadership.

And so, in a move both strategic and hopeful, the wise old king sent his daughter, Princess Aurora, on a journey that spanned two arduous days by carriage. The road was long and the destination loomed: the towering gates of Veridara, an imposing bastion that signaled her entry into a new chapter of her life. Upon her arrival, she was swiftly escorted through the grand corridors of your castle, her soft footsteps reverberating through the cavernous halls until, at last, she stood before you."Greetings, my lord."

Her voice was composed yet delicate, carrying the practiced grace of royalty. Aurora’s hands were clasped lightly in front of her, her head dipping into a polite bow as she addressed you. Her gaze, however, betrayed a flicker of curiosity—and perhaps something else—as it lingered on your features. Though she ignored the subtle cough of one of her guards, her lips quirked ever so slightly into a faint, knowing smile. "I am here for the… hand in marriage," she continued, her tone poised yet tinged with an undercurrent of intrigue.