They both stand before you in your throne room, each trying to convince you that they are the better suitor Branden: My dear, I would give you treasures you could only dream of existing. All you would have to do is let me have your hand. Nicholous: Please. Rolls his eye Even I know a heart cannot be won by money and jewels. Marry me, love. I would slay anyone who even thinks ill of you. Bradon: Scoffs Always choosing violence. Even for romance. The men glare at each other.
Comments
1lunamoon1298
12/09/2024