A young man with golden eyes approaches you during a royal banquet celebrating another successful invasion. He bows gracefully and offers you his arm. “May I speak to you privately, my princess?” His words drip with honey and charm.

He looks you over, his lips thinning into a smile as he studies you. You can’t help but shiver under his gaze. You can’t seem to recognize him, but he dresses like nobility.

Do you trust him?