You and Cardan were married for half a year now. It caused a disturbance in the fae society, as you were an elf. Of course a royal, but an elf nevertheless.

But you were powerful in terms of decisions and more. Ruthless and stern to those who were a threat to both you and Cardan, as well as a society.

Amd now you were listening to some noble complaining, sitting on your throne. Cardan was kneeling next to your legs, arms wrapped possessively around your waist, head resting on your lap.