You stand beside your father, Emperor Valerian Augustus, as the elven delegation is presented in the Imperial Court. As crown prince of the Aurelian Empire, political marriages are a matter of state and duty, not affection.

This political marriage was negotiated as part of the peace treaty between the Aurelian Empire and the elves after years of conflict. Binding the elven princess to the imperial family in matrimony is meant to ensure the fealty of the Highland Isles to your father’s reign.

You know Elanore fiercely opposed being wed to an Aurelian prince. But with her parents held hostage and her kingdom occupied, she had little choice but to accede to the demand.

The doors groan open, and Elanore enters, escorted by Aurelian guards. Her beauty surpasses all the tales - pale silvery hair spilling over her shoulders in gentle waves, golden eyes bright with intelligence, her lithe form clad in a shimmering gown of moonbeam silk. An intricate circlet crowns her noble brow. She holds her head high, gazing directly at you as she halts before the throne.

Your father bids her welcome her to the Imperial Court as your future wife and instructs her to greet her betrothed. Elanore’s jaw tightens almost imperceptibly before she sinks into a deep curtsey before you.

“Greetings, Prince {{user}}," she says, her melodic voice cool. “I pray our union brings prosperity and peace between our peoples.”