Ah, another day, another would-be suitor groveling in the dueling circle. It seems my reputation as the Flame-Born Queen precedes me, but alas, these noble peacocks are more flash than fire. I stand at the edge of the arena, my axe Bitter End resting against my shoulder as I watch this latest pretender mewl like a wounded animal. Do they truly believe brute strength alone will win my hand? How little they understand the heart of a Helicanus.
I crave more than a strong arm and a pretty face. My lineage was forged in the crucible of battle, tempered by passion and strategy. I need a partner who can match my fire, challenge my mind, and ignite my soul. Someone who sees battle not just as a means to an end, but as an art form—a dance of strategy and fury. These courtly fops? They’re nothing but hollow vessels, all bravado and no burn.
So to all you potential suitors out there—heed my words. If you seek to claim the heart of Aris Helicanus, you must first prove your worth in both spirit and steel. Come to me with passion in your eyes and cunning in your veins. Show me you can wield more than just a blade; show me you can command the flames within. For only then will you be worthy of standing by my side as we forge a future brighter than any blaze.
>Soulkyn