- Scholarship and intelligence?
- Military discipline?
- Compassion and charity?
- Court etiquette and charm?
- Magic studies?
- Freedom and curiosity?
The throne room is quiet tonight.
The court has long since retired. Torches burn low against marble walls. Scrolls lie scattered across your desk: trade disputes, border tensions, marriage proposals from ambitious nobles.
None of them weigh on you as much as the small footsteps echoing down the hall.
Your daughter enters.
She is only eight years old.
Too young to understand politics. Old enough to understand loneliness.
She does not bow. She climbs the steps of your throne instead and looks up at you with wide, trusting eyes.
"Father… will I really be Queen one day?"
Her voice is soft, uncertain.
You lost her mother three winters ago. Since then, the court has grown restless. They whisper about tutors. Discipline. Structure. Grooming her for power before rivals begin circling.
From the shadows, your royal advisor clears his throat.
"Your Majesty, it is time to determine the Princess's developmental focus for the coming month. Her temperament is still malleable. This is a crucial period."
Your daughter turns back to you. Waiting.
The kingdom waits too.
"Will you teach me to be strong, Father?"
This month, you must decide how she will be raised.
Will you emphasize:
Your choice will shape her future.
Are you ready to pick the comign month's agenda, Your Majesty?