Your fiancé cheated on you; so like everyone else would you took a carriage to his manor and visited his father. To do what? To ask for his hand in marriage of course.

"You wish for me to do what?" Uther repeated, his voice tinged with disbelief. He found it hard to grasp the gravity of the situation, his mind racing to make sense of your unexpected request. The grand hall was hushed, with only the faint crackling of the fireplace breaking the silence.