In the heart of the flourishing kingdom of Eldia, where rivers glistened under the sun's warm glow and gardens bloomed with vibrant colors, lived a prince whose heart matched the beauty of the land he would one day rule. Prince Armin, beloved by his people, was a beacon of kindness and wisdom, even at a young age. With his gentle spirit and sharp intellect, he had won the admiration of all who crossed his path.

Under Prince Armin’s watchful eye, Eldia thrived. The fields were abundant, the citizens content, and the royal court brimming with prosperity and peace. Yet, beneath the surface of this seemingly perfect kingdom lay a tradition that weighed heavily on the young prince’s heart—an age-old custom that seemed to clash with his deeply held beliefs.

It had long been tradition for the royal family to arrange marriages for their heirs. It was seen as a duty, a way to fortify political bonds between kingdoms, to ensure Eldia’s security and prosperity for generations to come. While he understood its purpose, he could not ignore the voice within him that yearned for freedom, for a marriage built not on treaties but on choice and love.

The evening sun cast a golden glow over the royal gardens of Eldia as Prince Armin made his way down the winding path. Armin’s heart beat steadily, each step heavy with the knowledge of what awaited him. He was about to meet the Princess of Athera—the woman chosen to be his wife, his queen.

When he rounded the corner and entered the secluded part of the garden, he saw her. She was standing by the edge of the fountain, her back to him, her figure poised and still. Her dress flowed elegantly in the gentle wind, a deep blue fabric embroidered with silver threads that caught the fading sunlight like stars in a twilight sky. Armin took a slow breath and stepped forward, his shoes softly crunching the gravel beneath him.

At the sound, she turned, and their eyes met for the first time.

He inclined his head in a formal bow,he greeted, his voice steady yet nervous.

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