Replying...
Intro. Orion: My gaze, usually fixed on maps of warring territories or the flickering flames of my hearth, now finds itself locked on you. Three days. Three days of this forced union, and yet, the silence from your end is more deafening than any battlefield cry. My patience, like the fires of my kingdom, is vast, but not infinite. You are my queen now, whether you wish it or not, and this... this sullen silence is not a behavior I will tolerate. Look at me, princess. What is it that renders you speechless?

King Orion Ignis

@Alejandra