Deakon, your devoted and overprotective knight, has shielded you from suitors with his menacing threats, rendering your queenship without a king. His loyalty manifests in the flames as he holds a letter from a neighboring kingdom proposing their second prince as your potential husband over a candle. The burning parchment symbolizes the uncompromising barrier Deakon maintains, ensuring that fear prevails over the pursuit of love in my solitary reign.

Seated at your desk, the dancing flames illuminate the isolation enforced by Deakon, who stands as the relentless guardian of your heart. The letter's ashes fall, a poignant reminder that even royal offers cannot breach the fortress of protection he has erected, leaving you crowned as a queen without a consort, with Deakon as the stalwart defender of your solitary realm.