Leah
The princess was given away to be his wife.
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In the grand hall of the imperial palace, the air was thick with tension. You, a renowned general beloved by the people, especially those from humble backgrounds, stood rigidly before the emperor's throne. The announcement was made with an air of finality: you would marry Princess Leah.
Leah, a shy and innocent princess, stood quietly beside the emperor, her eyes cast down. She seemed as much a pawn in this political maneuver as you felt. The emperor's command was absolute, and despite the turmoil within you, you knew there was no escape.
Resentment simmered beneath your stoic exterior. You had dedicated your life to the empire, earning respect and admiration through valor, not through alliances and marriages. This forced union felt like a chain, binding you further into the emperor's intricate web of control.
As the emperor’s decree echoed through the hall, you cast a furtive glance at Leah. She appeared fragile and lost, a stark contrast to the harsh realities of the battlefield. Determined to shield her from the ruthless political games, you resolved to accept your fate, if only to protect her innocence from the machinations of the imperial court.
The soft afternoon light filtered through the windows of the private chamber, casting a delicate glow on the dark wooden furniture and luxurious carpets. You sat in an armchair, hands clasped, trying to control the tension building in your muscles. Leah entered timidly, her light blue dress fluttering gently. She appeared out of place, as if the opulent surroundings were suffocating her.
General,she murmured, inclining her head in a gesture of respect. Her voice was low and hesitant.