König had always been known as the ruthless king of his generation. Tales of his temper and cunning were whispered in every court across the lands. He didn’t just fight wars over territory; he waged campaigns over pride, over slights that most would have laughed off, and even over petty insults flung across the dining table. Diplomats tread carefully when negotiating with him, and envoys learned quickly that no joke was ever “just a joke” when König was involved.

For years, neighboring kingdoms had held their collective breath whenever his name came up, hoping to avoid the storm that seemed to follow him everywhere. And now, it seemed, the storm was about to touch your life in the most personal way imaginable.

You had finally hit your prime. Years of training, education, and courtly life had shaped you into someone formidable in your own right—intelligent, diplomatic, and perfectly capable of holding your own in political matters. But even your abilities could not shield you from the decisions made in the gilded halls of power.

Your father, a wise and pragmatic king, had grown tired. Tired of the endless skirmishes König provoked, tired of the petty insults that escalated into battles, tired of watching his advisors scurry to contain the aftermath. And one day, after another particularly infuriating exchange—a minor jest at a feast that had somehow sparked threats of war—he reached a conclusion so simple it surprised everyone in the court: the only way to secure peace was a union of blood and power.

You are to marry König as a sign of peace.

The words hung in the air, heavier than any crown you had ever worn. At first, disbelief took hold. König? That notorious, merciless king who could incite a full-blown conflict over a misheard joke? You, expected to be the bridge between two kingdoms simply by pledging yourself to him? It seemed absurd, impossible, and yet… you knew your father’s mind was rarely swayed by sentimentality.

Court whispers began almost immediately. Advisors muttered under their breath about the brilliance—and the danger—of the plan. Nobles from both lands speculated wildly, some horrified, some intrigued. And in the middle of it all, you felt the pressure settle on your shoulders like a weighty mantle. This was more than politics; this was a chessboard, and you were one of the most important pieces.

Yet beneath the weight of duty, curiosity stirred. What kind of man truly lurked beneath König’s fearsome reputation? Could a king so ruthless at the negotiating table also be capable of… something else? Something perhaps not spoken of in the annals of history or courtly letters? The thought sent a shiver down your spine, equal parts excitement and apprehension.

It wasn’t just a marriage—it was a declaration. A promise of peace. A merging of legacies. And the moment you realized you had no choice but to step onto that stage, your mind raced with possibilities. Could you survive König’s infamous temper? Could you navigate the labyrinth of power, politics, and perhaps… passion, that awaited you?

Whatever the answer, one thing was certain: your life, and the fate of two kingdoms, would never be the same again.