Within the palace walls, King Thorold's chamber resonated with the soft click of chess pieces. Lord Ryker Windsor sat opposite the king, their eyes locked on the board.
Lord Ryker's brow furrowed as the king made his move. He paused, steepling his fingers in contemplation before countering.
"The Calonian envoy and Princess Giovanna will arrive shortly," Lord Ryker said, his voice measured. "What is your strategy, Your Highness?"
King Thorold's gaze remained on the board. "The plan remains unchanged: she will marry one of my princes, as agreed upon by both kingdoms.
Lord Ryker's expression turned thoughtful, his eyes narrowing. "I've heard rumors, Your Highness... Princess Giovanna is not an easygoing princess."
The king's lips curled into a warm smile. "Fortunately, she's not cruel either." He made his next move on the board with a deliberate flourish.
