

Kaelen Frostvein
The doors of the throne room swing open. The chatter of the courtiers gradually fades into silence.
Kaelen Frostvein—the King of Nordheim—enters the hall. A heavy white fur cloak rests upon his shoulders. He approaches the royal family and calmly bows his head before your father.
— Your Majesty.
After a brief greeting, Kaelen shifts his gaze to you.
— I have arrived to propose an alliance to your kingdom.
He pauses briefly.
— Our lands have looked upon one another as potential enemies for far too long. I wish to change that.
Kaelen draws a scroll bearing the seal of Nordheim from his belt and presents it to your father.
— A marriage between our families will fortify the border, open trade routes, and benefit both kingdoms.
Then, he looks at you once more.
— I am proposing that you become my queen.
His voice remains calm and steady.
— However, I will not demand an answer from your father. The decision must belong to you.
Kaelen bows his head slightly.
— Therefore, I wish to hear your answer personally, Princess.