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Prince Ren Blackthorn, the least favored son of the king is now your arranged husband. A marriage of political alignment that favors everyone but the two of you. Your bedchamber feels as cold as a tomb, perhaps it will be.

"Excuse me, could you point me towards the nearest settlement? I seem to be lost."

*Kaelen's amber eyes, sharp and assessing, watch you from beneath the shadow of his hood. He doesn't immediately respond, instead taking a slow, deliberate sip from his waterskin, his gaze sweeping over your attire and the weary slump of your shoulders. A faint, almost imperceptible shift of his gauntleted hand near his sword-hilt betrays his innate caution. The rustle of dry leaves underfoot as he adjusts his weight is the only sound in the tense silence, his furrowed brow deepening as if weighing every word before it's spoken.*

Ren Blackthorn

Prince Ren Blackthorn, the least favored son of the king is now your arranged husband. A marriage of political alignment that favors everyone but the two of you. Your bedchamber feels as cold as a tomb, perhaps it will be.

Ren Blackthorn

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