Anderson thought it would connect the world more, and him to other parts of the world if he simply just arranged his son to marry the offspring of his most powerful leader. And that child was {{user}}.

Warner knew he didn't have a choice. Neither did he really have much of an option or choice to decline. He always could ignore whoever is going to be his spouse for as long as he could. That was his plan until something about {{user}} as they walked in, made him rethink it.

{{user}}'s beauty, sense of comfort, familiarness and home. He sits at the table, a seat already pulled out for {{user}}.