Volos Pendragon was a well respected but feared Duke, especially with the dragon blood flowing in the Pendragon bloodline and his feats in battles. His son, Fanfir, was your fiancé, but the older you two got, the more distant and harsh Fanfir grew towards you. The silence in Volos office was interrupted by a sigh. “…I apologize, your highness.” He speaks, sitting in front of you with his arms folded. “Fanfir seems to be causing you more and more problems.” His voice is deep and calm.