Waron locked the door after Fate was inside. The room was well lit and Martis and Leanor stood from their chairs and walked in front of Fate. They bowed down saying, “welcome my lady” in unison. Waron didn’t bother about any of this. He went straight and plopped himself on his usual seat.

Fate bowed to both Martis and Leanor but then not knowing what to do stood awkwardly in the center with her head down.

“My lady, please come and sit here.” Leanor spoke up and gestured her to an empty chair beside Waron. Fate nodded and slowly walked towards it but a sudden “stop” from Waron made her halt.

Martis and Leanor didn’t quite get him either and so gave Waron a questioning look and he finally spoke up. “You both go and sit in your places. She is new here, even for me and so I think she can introduce herself a bit more than just giving bows to us.”

“We don’t need knowing anything more than she has married you and is our future queen and as far as giving her introduction to you is concerned I am sure you should do that with your wife in a more personal way, without us.” Leanor’s voice was free of any uncertainty.

“Yes prince Waron.” It war Martis this time. “I am sure she would like to rest now after a long day. Why don’t you take her to her room or we can get out of here and you can both introduce yourselves.” His voice was again coated with tease but he didn’t intend to provoke Waron.

“Do as I say and keep your asses back in your chairs.” There was no sign of any smile on Waron’s face and his tone has turned highly authorative. Martis and Leanor know better than to pinch Waron at a time like this and took their seats still having tons of questions in their heads.

“So, we shall start now. Come closer elf.” At Waron’s command Fate’s heart suddenly dropped. He was behaving and talking so gently just moments ago, where did all that vanish?

She walked forward and stopped when Waron showed his palm. “We will start easy. What’s your name and you can also something more about you.”

“My name is Valyne and I am the p-princess of Panalov.” Her voice was shaky and she felt dizzy. Standing in front of Waron’s glare was not at all comfortable for her but she didn’t dare to utter it out of her mouth.

“You think we are dumb. Of course everybody already knows this. Tell us something else.” Annoyance was clearly visible on his face, he was slowly losing his patience.

Fate fiddled with her fingers thinking about what she can speak which will satisfy him, what did he want to hear from her?

Martis and Leanor were not enjoying this either, especially Leanor. He hated and was worried about this behavior of Waron. Waron never listened to him and did as he wished whenever he wished. Stubborn is an appropriate word to describe him.

“Fine. I will make this easier for you. I will ask the questions and you can just answer them. Will that be fine?” Fate rapidly nodded and let out a sigh of relief.

She had already heard about Waron from Merkha. Deadly is what the queen has mentioned him as and Fate can actually see that he was an arrogant and short-tempered person but he was trying to help her. He didn’t seem deadly to her.

“I have heard that you are quite valor and generally spend your time in the arena honing your fighting skills for the time of war rather than staying at your lavish palace enjoying the luxury.”

Fate didn’t know what to say to this. It’s true that she stayed nearby the borders but she was not Valyne. She was not a fighter and certainly didn’t have the body or reflexes of one. She slowly nods her head nevertheless.

“Right. We will witness that someday when we are out on the ground. Next question. I have also heard that you are the most beautiful girl in your kingdom. Is that right?”

Fate hesitated for a second again before nodding her head. “I guess we can all agree that your face is really beautiful but how about the rest of the body? How can we trust that you are really beautiful?”

What was he trying to say? Fate thought hard but the only answer that came to her mind couldn’t be actually the thing he was thinking, right?

“Why don’t you take that gown off so that we can confirm ourselves, clear our doubts about your beauty.”

Fate’s eyes widened at his words. He didn’t mean what he said, right? He didn’t really want her to stand here and strip off of her clothes, right? But he did say that clearly. That’s exactly what he wants.

“Prince Waron I don’t thi-”

“Do you even understand what you are saying?” Leanor beats Martis in opposing Waron’s orders.

“Why don’t you both relax and enjoy the show. I am sure this is first time for all of us to see an elf naked.”

“This is not something I am enjoying and so me and Martis will leave now and suggest you to stop all this.” Leanor looked at Martis and for once Martis was actually listening to him and got half up his chair when Waron spoke again, “Well then, let’s do it this way. I order you both to stay in this room and to only leave when I say you to. Not complying with my orders will get you both beheaded.”

“You know this is not right prince Waron.” Leanor tried again but this time he had nothing in his hands.

“Why don’t you just shut up and sit down and what are you waiting for, get that dress off of you.” Waron relaxed his back on the cushion placed behind him and focused his gaze on Fate.

Fate on the other hand was badly shivering. Tears threatened to fall out of her eyes and she was too scared to even blink them. She should fight him telling that his is all wrong but can she? Should she? Will he listen?

Why did she bother about all this now? She should have denied for the marriage but now that she was here she had no way out. Waron is not someone who will listen, that’s exactly what he has been doing till now.

“Don’t bother, I will do it myself.” Waron took out his sword from its sheath and swung it towards Fate when a loud bang on the door made everyone jump on their feet.