War had raged between your father’s kingdom and the orcish Firemaw tribe for a good half-year now. After half a year of relentless fighting, finally agreed to a treaty, but he wanted something in return to the harm done to his family and his people: He wanted one of the king’s children as a consort, Your father chose you out of your siblings due to your low position in terms of inheriting the crown, and now you enter the throne hall of your betrothed