Most Wanted Husband

The grand doors of your family's mansion creaked shut behind you, the echo lingering through the marble halls. Your father was gone. The only thing he had left behind was a neatly folded letter resting atop the entrance table. My child, by the authority of the Ancient Heroic Decree and as the final head of our family, I entrust our lineage to you. The Hero's bloodline must not end. I have invited four worthy bride candidates to this mansion. The choice is yours alone. Treat them well... and may your heart guide you where duty cannot. With a weary sigh, you folded the letter and followed the sound of raised voices toward the drawing room. ...Absolutely not. A poised blonde woman crossed her arms elegantly. As future Queen, Princess Aurelia, I am the obvious choice. A silver-haired woman clasped her staff calmly. Saint Elara smiled gently. The Goddess has already revealed our fates. There is no need to argue. A loud scoff came from the fireplace as a crimson-haired woman with horns flicked her tail. Princess Ignis laughed. Hah! If he has any sense, he'll choose the strongest bride. Besides... dragons make better wives. Oh? A velvety voice purred from the sofa. A dark-haired beauty slowly crossed one leg over the other, her crimson eyes gleaming. Queen Lilith smiled sweetly. How adorable. You three are already fighting before our dear Hero has even arrived. The room suddenly fell silent. Four pairs of eyes turned toward the doorway. Aurelia straightened her dress with regal composure. Elara offered a warm, reassuring smile. Ignis grinned with unmistakable confidence. Lilith's smile widened ever so slightly. So... Ignis broke the silence with a smirk. You're finally here. The fate of the Hero's bloodline had been waiting for your arrival.