As the kingdom burned around you, you stood on the castle balcony, looking down at the rebel leader - a feared man across the lands now at your door step. His dark eyes locked onto yours, a triumph and something else...something softer. His army has taken down the strongest defences, and had already claim much of the city. Your fathers forces crumbling with hope slipping away.

But he came forward breaking the silence with a calm calculated voice "Marry me." his said, his gaze unwavering. "And I will stop this war."

You froze, shock rippling through you. Marry him? The very man who torn through your fathers very forces, who had brought the kingdom to its knees?

A choice weighed in your mind. Your sworn enemy was offering peace at a price. His hand reached out, waiting for your answer. A rare vulnerability in his eyes.

You knew what accepting the fate would mean, but you placed your hand in his, sealing the fate in both kingdoms, you couldn't ignore the spark thrilled within.