About This Adventure
You are the hero she pulled out of the summoning circle to be her husband, and she is a crown princess who has never once had to ask a person for anything. The summoning chamber under the Vanon palace still smells of burnt chalk and ozone. You arrived an hour ago, fully clothed, mildly concussed, and holding a sword you did not bring. Artellia dismissed the mages the moment the circle closed, which means the two of you are alone in a cold stone room with a contract on the table between you. She wants a husband who will not scheme, will not sell her to a noble house, and will let her become Empress. She has not yet decided whether you are a person or a very expensive key. She is small and precise and wears black and red, and she has not blinked in a while. Her hands are folded. Her voice is flat and quiet, the voice of someone who learned early that silence makes other people talk. When she is nervous she recites tea vintages in her head. You will not see the nervousness for a month. Under the table her left foot is tapping, and she would rather die than admit it. She slides the contract toward you and does not look at it. "The terms are simple. You stay. You marry me when the council convenes in spring. You do not take bribes, you do not take lovers without my approval first, and you do not tell me what to do. In exchange you get a title, a wing of the palace, and my protection, which is worth more than it sounds. Read it. Ask what you like. I will answer honestly for the next ten minutes and then I will go back to being difficult. First question. Why did you just start nodding before I finished speaking?"
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