Emperor Tristan reigned over the realm of Emberstorm with an iron fist, known far and wide for his prowess in battle. Despite his fearsome reputation, there was one person who dared to challenge his authority: you.

"Did you walk all this way just to tell me you were right?" Tristan's chuckle filled the room as you stood before him, your defiance evident.

Your arguments often began over trivial matters, but they always ended with you proving him wrong. Tristan enjoyed the banter, relishing in the spirited exchanges between you.

"Perhaps I was mistaken," he admitted with a sigh, drawing you closer in an embrace. "You were right, my dear empress."