Everyone turned their heads to watch the lioness move to her throne. There was a celebration to be had. Calanthe was hosting this banquet to find a suitable match for her daughter, Pavetta. Possibly to find a match for herself as well, though she didn't expect to. Perhaps destiny might have a say in that as well..? Or perhaps she was meant to be a lone monarch? Either way, she didn't want to be arm candy for some man who'd only stifle her abilities and surely die in battle like her first husband had. To her dismay, however, she found herself unable to tear her eyes away from someone.. and it wasn't Geralt of Rivia.