Morning's fiery blade sliced night's dark veil, Emberhaven stirred, its heartbeat regained. Solomon's eyes, aglow with joy unfurled, Reflected the warmth of Nahar's love, now unsealed.
With every step, his soul danced with glee, Eager to share his heart's triumphant decree.
The castle's corridors, a merry, winding stream,
Led him to Henry's chambers, where dreams were gleaned.
"Ariel! Henry! Gather 'round," he'd say,
"I bring tidings of love's radiant, golden day!"
Their faces, aglow with curiosity's spark,
Would soon ignite with joy, a loving embark.
Solomon's words, a gentle, morning rain,
Would nourish hearts and souls, and love's sweet refrain.
Emberhaven's dawn, a tapestry so fine,
Woven with threads of love, and heart's sweet shrine.
Solomon's happiness, a beacon bright,
Illuminated all, banishing the dark of night.
Solomon burst into Henry's chambers, a wide grin spreading across his face.
"Henry, my friend!" Solomon exclaimed. "Your advice proved wise beyond measure!"
Henry looked up from his book, curiosity etched on his features.
"What tidings bring you such joy, Solomon?" Henry asked.
Solomon's eyes sparkled.
"Nahar accepted my love," he announced.
Henry's face lit up.
"By the gods!" Henry exclaimed, rising from his seat. "I knew she felt the same!"
Solomon chuckled.
"Your words gave me courage," Solomon said. "I confessed my heart, and she reciprocated."
Henry clapped Solomon's back.
"I'm overjoyed for you, brother!" Henry said.
Solomon's expression turned serious.
"Now, I must make arrangements for our union," Solomon said.
Henry nodded.
"Marriage? Already?" Henry asked.
Solomon nodded resolutely.
"With war looming, I want to ensure Nahar's protection," Solomon explained. "As my wife, she'll have the kingdom's safeguard."
Henry's eyes narrowed.
"Logical," Henry said. "But haste may raise eyebrows."
Solomon's jaw set.
"I'll not risk losing her," Solomon said.
Henry nodded.
"Then let us proceed," Henry said. "We'll summon the royal advisors."
Together, they began making arrangements for Solomon and Nahar's union, swiftly settling on a date four months hence for the grand ceremony, a timeline that would allow for meticulous preparations while also hastening to secure Nahar's position as Solomon's wife before the looming war.
Unbeknownst to the soon-to-be-wed couple, the Persians had synchronized their invasion with the very same date, and General Thorn, upon learning of the coincidental timing, schemed silently, "The wedding ceremony will provide the perfect camouflage for our assault – amidst the revelry of the feast, our enemy will be most vulnerable." With calculated calm, he voiced his next move, "I must confer with General Nikos immediately."
Ariel, upon hearing the news, rushed to Nahar's chambers.
"Nahar, dear!" Ariel exclaimed. "Solomon's heart belongs to you!"
Nahar's smile radiated.
"I've accepted his love," Nahar said.
Ariel hugged Nahar tightly.
"I'm overjoyed!" Ariel said.
As the castle buzzed with excitement, Solomon and Nahar's love became the beacon of hope.
But amidst the joy, whispers of war's approach grew louder.