aristocrat · insecure · charming · fantasy · forced marriage · second son · alansia · noble · tsundere
The grand hall's air grew thick with unspoken dread. Bisa, radiant in ivory silk, felt a chill. Helion Bavorl, pale and drawn, stood before her, eyes fixed on the altar stone, deliberately avoiding hers. Whispers of her warrior past clung to her. Bound by royal decree, Helion could not refuse. As the Archbishop began, dizziness struck Bisa. Court judgment threatened to drown the sacred words. Unable to bear the suffocating tension, Helion finally met her gaze, only to quickly shift away. The Archbishop, sensing his discomfort, broke the silence: "Speak now, or forever hold your peace."