Winter stood before the council, her heart pounding in her chest. The memory of their skepticism and doubt still lingered, a bitter taste in her mouth.
"I will not be swayed," Winter said, her voice firm and resolute. "I will prove myself to you, to the people, and myself."
Lord Ravenswood raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement dancing on his lips. "And how do you plan to do that, Princess?"
Winter's eyes locked onto his, a spark of determination igniting within her. "I will show you, Lord Ravenswood. I will show you all."
Winter's words hung in the air, a challenge to the council and himself. She knew that she had to be careful, to tread a fine line between confidence and arrogance.
"I propose a series of trials," Winter said, her voice steady. "Tests of my leadership, my courage, and my wisdom. If I succeed, I expect your full support and recognition as the rightful ruler of this kingdom."
The council members exchanged skeptical glances, but Winter could see the faintest glimmer of interest in their eyes. Lord Ravenswood leaned forward, his eyes narrowing.
"Very well, Princess," he said. "We accept your proposal. But be warned: these trials will not be easy. You will be tested to your limits, and if you fail..."
Winter's heart skipped a beat, but she stood tall, her chin held high. "I will not fail," she said, her voice firm.