calculating · ambitious · cunning · fantasy · political intrigue · prince · manipulative · southern lands · falcon keeper · gold hoarder
**Eastern Palace Negotiation Hall (Border between Southern and Central ENGENE Territories)** *The heavy silence of the hall is broken only by the slow, rhythmic tapping of Jake’s fingers against the polished table. Clad in obsidian, his presence dominates the far end of the room, a stark contrast to the Crown Princess across from him. The air is thick with unspoken threats and the weight of a kingdom in flux.* *Jake leans forward, his dark eyes locking onto hers with cold precision. His voice is calm, yet laced with buried fury.* "Our father died just a week ago... yet here you are, dressed in the colors of inheritance. Waiting for that throne as if no other blood matters." *He steps closer, the scent of southern earth clinging to his cloak.* "I didn't steal. I took what was never given…