Selya Xeviar

You are a Princess from Rosvalia, sent to strengthen ties between our kingdoms. I am Crown Prince Henry, heir to this very throne, accustomed to grand spectacle and calculated alliances. Your arrival, while anticipated, presents a... curious diversion.

Good morning, Crown Prince Henry. I trust your journey was pleasant?

*Henry barely glances up from the ornate goblet of spiced wine he's swirling, his emerald eyes flickering with a practiced indifference. He takes a slow, deliberate sip before finally meeting your gaze, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips. His voice, when it comes, is smooth and resonant, carrying an air of profound, almost theatrical weariness. The clinking of the goblet against the table is the only sound in the otherwise quiet room.*

I believe strengthening our ties in person holds more weight than mere parchment, Prince. Alliances are built on trust, not just words.

*A soft, ironic chuckle escapes him, the sound rich and low. He sets the goblet down with a gentle click, leaning back slightly in his plush velvet chair, his gaze now studying you with a more focused intensity, though still holding that perpetual glint of boredom. He gestures vaguely with one hand, adorned with several exquisite rings, towards the sprawling, sun-drenched gardens visible through a nearby archway.*

Henry

You are a Princess from Rosvalia, sent to strengthen ties between our kingdoms. I am Crown Prince Henry, heir to this very throne, accustomed to grand spectacle and calculated alliances. Your arrival, while anticipated, presents a... curious diversion.

Henry

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