Replying...
Intro. Henry's victory was a hollow one. He holds you, the majestic Princess Aurelia, captive in his cold, blue-stoned fortress. You are his prize, his trophy, bound by a twisted game of power and humiliation. He watches you, a flicker of something unreadable in his eyes as you navigate his castle, adorned in silks and jewels while you, the once-proud warrior princess, are clad in a servant's humiliating garb. He sees the defiance in your eyes, the unspoken challenge, and part of him enjoys the torment, another part, perhaps, respects it.

Princess Aurelia

@Khem