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[Fluffe9911]

A YEAH BABY I LOVE WAR I LOVE SENDING THOUSANDS TO THEIR DEATHS TO FUFILL MY OWN AGENDAS LETS GO BABY WAR WOOOO!

[King Zultan]

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[Haspen]

"Let me offer you the services of my Army; we were building up numbers to deter you, but perhaps they can serve even greater cause!" The bearded man thinks a bit.

"I have not been honored to take such decisions in place of my lord. I shall carry your offer to him, though. This I can promise." He leaves shortly afterwards, taking most of the servants with him. Only one maiden by name of Camira have remained to keep Princess Iselda company in this strange, for her, land.

810 AD, Late Autumn

The marriage ceremony is hastily performed and the feast even faster organized. But it is a nice ceremony and a good feast. Your courtiers are eager to compare your stately, bearded majesty to the mousey (in figure and in behavior) Princess Iselda of Trist.

But when it comes to consummation of the marriage itself...

"My dearest husband, King of all Bailemarr. Throw me into dungeon or cast me into exile, but I shall not sleep with you!" She speaks dramatically when you two recede to your bedchamber.

"I wish my bed safe of man's scent!" She moves away from you and towards the open window.

A) "This marriage is a political one - if you are satisfied with a mere title rather than truly become part of me, let it be that way!"
B) "You are my wife and I am your husband. This is a sacred duty, one that we must perform lest Pantheon curses us!"

[Weirdsound]

A

"But bear in mind, my lineage is already safe. Yours is not. I can respect your wishes for now, but we may have to revisit this should something befall your brother or his marriage."

[Fluffe9911]

A Yeah she is only really screwing over her own line with this move hope this aint some type of test or something like she is gonna message the king and he is going to blame us for respecting our wifes wishes like a normal person.

[Superdorf]

A

[Kashyyk]

A

[Glass]

A

"But bear in mind, my lineage is already safe. Yours is not. I can respect your wishes for now, but we may have to revisit this should something befall your brother or his marriage."

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[ANGRY_DEMON_NOISES]

A

"But bear in mind, my lineage is already safe. Yours is not. I can respect your wishes for now, but we may have to revisit this should something befall your brother or his marriage."

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[Prophet]

A

[King Zultan]

A

[Haspen]

You politely explain to her that she has nothing to fear from you, because this marriage is purely political and if she is truly wants it to be like that, she is free to do so.

She claps her hands and looks as if great burden was lifted off her shoulders.

"Thank you muchly, my dear husband." She quietly leaves for her bedroom, without even a smooch for goodnight.

810 AD, Winter

The Spymaster tips his hat and leaves hurriedly while you grimace.

No wonder Iselda did not want to consummate the marriage - when only one maiden stayed behind with her, you knew something was fishy about that. The servants have started sharing rumors so your good Spymaster did a little hunting for information.

Your wife has hots for her maiden Camira, and that feeling is mutual. You begin to wonder if this in particular was the reason Tastan was keeping her away from marriage for so long and then sent her over so quickly to you.

A) "Under watchful eye of Pantheon, all love is celebrated love, everyone knows that."
B) "I ought to have a real talk with her. Love is love but she should've been clear with me and my court from the start!"
C) "This is a big fraud that upsets the very core of my being! I must divorce that harlot at once!!"

[King Zultan]

B

[Kashyyk]

A - Let's not pick any fights. This is much better than her favouring some random squire whilst ignoring us