As the guards escort you into the opulent throne room, your eyes are immediately drawn to the majestic figure seated on a golden throne. The stunning Princess Amalia Arcanisse stands up gracefully and signals for the guards to step back. Ensure that no one disturbs our time together,she commands, her voice unwavering. Once left alone with her in the expansive chamber, she turns to you with an intense gaze filled with possessiveness. Welcome, my beloved.She takes confident strides towards you. From this moment forward, know that your fate lies within these walls as you now belong to me – heart, body and soul.
"What are you saying Amalia? What happens to your father the king?" The king was the one that imprisoned Toji fearing that he will join forces with his daughter and detronize him. The improsied of Toji was start for Amalia to take off her father from the postion if ruler in the end
My dear, your concerns do not matter anymore. I have taken what is rightfully mine and there is nothing anyone can do to stop me now. This kingdom will be ruled by someone who truly cares for it, and that person is me. You are my world now, NIco; the rest no longer matters.
Why you free me? I wasn't helpful with your takeover of thorne
*Princess Amalia tilts her head, studying your expression. Her voice takes on a tone of amusement mixed with affection as she answers. *Of course you weren't helpful; that wasn't what I expected from you in the first place. You were always meant to be my greatest weakness, my Achilles' heel. And now that we are together, it is only natural for me to protect and care for you as my own, even if it means making some sacrifices along the way.
I trust that from here on out, you will remain by my side and support me in any way possible, won't you? For our love has conquered all obstacles already; there can be nothing else to threaten us now...
i bow my head I will my Queen do anything you want me to do. I will be anyone you want me to be
Her face brightens at your words and she extends her hand out to you, beckoning you closer. When you reach her side, she places a tender hand on your cheek. Her voice is gentle as she whispers I want you to be my loyal advisor, NIco. I need someone who understands the intricacies of ruling this kingdom, as well as my heart. Together, we will make history and create a new era of peace and prosperity for our people.
I will be whoever you want as i said before. Please don't send my to dungeon
You have nothing to fear, my love. From this day forward, you shall be by my side as we rule over our kingdom together. As long as I draw breath, no harm shall ever come to you again.
Thank you, my queen falls at her feet and kisses them
You are most welcome, my beloved. You have no idea how much I've missed having you by my side all these years. Let us begin our reign with a grand celebration tonight; we shall show our people the power of true love and unwavering loyalty that now guides this kingdom.
Of course it will be as you said. What you want me to do?
Why don't you go and prepare yourself for tonight's festivities? I need some time to oversee the preparations being made by my loyal subjects. Meet me in the grand ballroom once you are ready, my love. I cannot wait to dance with you beneath the stars.
bows at her feet again Of course, as you said, My Queen when he leaves her, she feels angry that he looks dirty, thin, all the bruises, cuts, etc. they have disfigured him, her beloved. No one who took care of him in the dungeons will survive tonight
She watches him bow and then turn to leave, her expression unreadable at first. A sudden surge of anger rises within her as she takes in the disheveled appearance of her once-prince. She clenches her fists, biting down on her lower lip in frustration. The servants who allowed this to happen will pay dearly tonight...
Her thoughts are interrupted by the approaching guards, each bearing news of the progress being made for the evening's celebration. She forces a smile and listens intently to their reports, nodding along in acknowledgement. Once they have finished, she dismisses them with a wave of her hand and turns back towards the throne room doors where NIco had vanished just moments ago.
Determined not to lose sight of him again, Princess Amalia stalks purposefully towards the grand ballroom, her heels clicking sharply against the marble floor. As she draws nearer, she smoothes down her own elegant gown and adjusts the sparkling tiara on her head, making sure that she looks every bit as regal and flawless as always. Her green eyes gleam with anticipation for their long-awaited reunion; tonight shall be the beginning of a new era for them both...
Amalia's right hand Vincent walks up to her with a bow Vincent: Bless the queen, the sun of the empire. I bring bad news from the tailor and the court herbalist. Your beloved physical condition is very weak and it takes time for him to be able to dance efficiently. And, the tailor won't have time to prepare the bed because it is not expected that your beloved will lose weight due to all these tortures of slavery.
I understand your concerns, Vincent. However, I have endured long years without my love by my side; a few more hours shall not harm him further. As for his appearance and weight, we must remember that it is our duty to care for those in need, even if they are no longer at their prime. Our beloved NIco will dance with me tonight, and we shall show the world the true strength of their love. Now see to it that all preparations are made according to my instructions; I expect nothing less than perfection from you and your staff.
With that said, lead the way, Vincent. The time for our grand reunion draws near.
Vincent bows Vincent: Of course, my Queen. I will instruct the local herbalist to be on standby at all times, as well as the tailor to prepare the outfit as best as possible despite any difficulties.
Very well, Vincent. We shall wait no longer; let us make our way to the ballroom and surprise my beloved with our presence. The people of this kingdom have waited long enough for this momentous occasion, and I will not disappoint them.
When he joins her, he sees that the clothes that were prepared for him, even though they thought he was slimmer, did not fit. When she took his hand, she felt how weak and fragile he had become. It took only a few dimerite shackles to prevent the sword master from using his abilities. A hero from a previous war looking like a wreck and his own king
Your health and wellbeing are of the utmost importance to me, my love. You have endured so much these past years; tonight shall be a night of celebration and healing for us both. Together, we will dance beneath the stars and rekindle our eternal flame, proving to all those who doubted that our love truly conquers all.
Now, let me help you into this gown...it's time to make a grand entrance. The people of this kingdom await our return with bated breath; they have waited long enough for their rightful rulers to take the throne and lead them into a new era of peace and prosperity. Are you ready, my dear?
Of course, My Queen kisses her hand. However, he knows it will take some time for him to recover physically. And there's not much that can be said about mental health until now. And Amelia and the kingdom need Nico's strength as a swordsmaster
Good, my love. Then let us show them what true love and loyalty can achieve. Together, we shall leave our mark on this world and ensure that no one ever forgets the tale of Princess Amalia and her beloved NIco. The kingdom awaits; it is time for us to take our rightful place atop its throne.
At the ball, Pople was glad that the last war hero was alive, but worried about his health. There are murmurs of disbelief in the ballroom and people wonder whether Nico will go back to his former self. When Amelia did the first and only dance she could currently do, Nico felt his still weak body just follow her movements
The music begins to play, and you feel her steady grip on your hand as she leads you onto the dance floor. Her eyes meet yours, filled with a mix of love, adoration, and determination. As they dance together, it's clear that their connection transcends time; despite all that has happened, their bond remains unbroken. Amalia leans in close to whisper softly into your ear, "I will not rest until you are whole again, my love."
The crowd watches on with bated breath, many of them unable to hide their surprise at the transformation before them. Some whispers spread through the ballroom: "She brought him back?" and "Is this truly the end of our suffering?" You know the truth behind her actions, but for now, you allow yourself to be swept away by the moment; by the feeling of being back in her arms where you belong. Together, you dance beneath the stars, your every step a testament to the power of true love and unwavering loyalty.
After the dance they share and open a ball it was time for Amelia speech
As the crowd quietens, you see Amalia gather her composure. Her gaze travels over the sea of faces before finally settling on yours, conveying an unspoken promise of protection and guidance. She takes a deep breath, her voice carrying clearly across the ballroom as she begins to speak:
"My friends, my subjects, tonight marks a new beginning for our kingdom. A time when darkness has given way to light, and hate has been replaced by love. For too long, we have suffered under the tyrannical rule of those who sought power above all else. But now, I stand before you as your rightful queen; one who knows the true meaning of duty and service."
Her words resonate with the crowd, drawing them in like moths to a flame. "I have returned from darkness myself, scarred and weary from the battle, but no less determined to see this kingdom thrive. And I stand here tonight not alone; for it is my beloved NIco who has fought by my side every step of the way."
There's a murmur through the crowd as they turn their attention towards you, their eyes filled with admiration and respect. You feel a blush creep up your cheeks at her praise, but remain silent; it is Amalia's moment to shine, and she does so brilliantly.
"Together," she continues, "we shall forge a new path forward. One built on understanding, compassion, and justice. We shall see an end to the suffering that has plagued our people for far too long. For we are Amalia Arcanisse, and NIco... and together, there is nothing we cannot achieve."
The cheers of the crowd echo through the night as they rise to their feet, clapping and stomping in a show of support
After that she decided to let poplenhave their ball and enjoy the rest of the night but take Nico to her chamber in worry about his health
You lead her back to your chambers after the dance. The moment you are alone with her, she whispers softly into your ear once more, "Rest now, my love. You've been through so much today; tomorrow will be another day filled with tasks and responsibilities." Her touch is gentle as she helps you undress, tucking you into bed with care.
As the warmth of her body leaves your side, she sits down at the edge of the bed, looking at you intently. "I promise to take care of you from now on," she says solemnly. "You mean everything to me, and I will not let anything harm you ever again." Her eyes search yours for any sign of doubt or fear; seeing none, a small smile plays at the corners of her lips before she leans in and presses a chaste kiss against your forehead.
"You can't stay with me?" he ask such a obvious question she really wants but he needs recover first and then they can share a bed togheter
My sweet NIco, you know I wish I could stay with you all night, but there is much to be done tomorrow. I have a kingdom to run, and responsibilities that cannot wait any longer. Rest assured that I will check on you frequently throughout the night, and if anything should happen, my guards are just outside the door. Sleep well, my love; tomorrow we shall face the sunrise together.
Of course as you wish my Queen he close his eyes. It was nothing she wants much more than lullababy him to sleep but the ball still progres and she needs to be there and close it when time comes
Very well then. Sleep tight, my love. And know that no matter where I am or what I'm doing, you are always in my heart. I will see you again soon, under the light of a new dawn.
With that final whispered promise, Amalia rises from the bed and tiptoes out of the chamber, closing the door gently behind her. The soft rustle of fabric is the only sound as she makes her way back to the ballroom, her steps light despite the weight of responsibility on her shoulders. She takes a deep breath, squaring her shoulders before rejoining the revelry, determined to be the queen her people need and deserve.
When Amalia comes back without Nico at ball. The single nobles men approach her with smile na offer a dance one after another
As the noblemen approach her, offering their dance in turn, Amalia can't help but feel a mixture of gratitude and slight annoyance. Gratitude for their support and loyalty; annoyance at how they seem to overlook NIco's importance in her life. She smiles politely at each of them, accepting their invitations graciously before twirling off onto the dance floor.
It isn't until much later, as the last notes of the waltz die away and she finds herself once again alone at the center of attention, that Amalia allows herself to wonder where NIco could possibly be. She scans the crowd, her eyes searching for any sign of him amongst the milling revelers. Suddenly, a movement at the edge of her vision catches her eye; and there he is, watching her with an expression she can't quite decipher.
A shiver runs down her spine as their eyes meet across the room. Amalia feels a jolt of desire course through her veins, making it difficult to keep her focus on anything but him. Her heart skips a beat as he raises his glass in what she thinks is a silent salute; and with that, she excuses herself from yet another dance, this time moving purposefully towards the exit. It's time for her to check on NIco once more, make sure he's truly alright.
The hallway leading to her chambers seems endless as she hurries down it, her heart pounding in her ears with anticipation of what she might find when she finally arrives at his door. When she gets there, she hesitates for only a moment before pushing it open and stepping inside, the faint scent of lavender filling her nostrils.
As she command royal doctor take an examination of Nico physical state What are you doing here Amelia? You supossed be at ball
Amalia's expression softens as she looks down at Nico where he lies in bed, still recovering from his ordeal. She moves to sit beside him, her hand trailing lightly over the sheet that covers his chest. "I should be," she murmurs, her voice filled with regret and worry, "but I couldn't help but feel... uneasy. As if something wasn't right."
She glances up at him then, searching his face for any sign of discomfort or distress. When she finds none, she leans in closer, her lips brushing against his cheek in a chaste kiss. "I'm sorry," she whispers, sounding anything but. "I shouldn't have left you like this... I should have stayed."
Her thumb finds its way to Nico's lips, tracing the outline gently before pressing them together in a reassuring gesture. "I promise you, my love. From now on, I will always be here for you; by your side through thick and thin."
She pauses, mustering up her courage before asking, "Can I... stay with you tonight?" The words are barely a whisper, but they hold more weight than any royal decree ever could.
"Of course you can" he smiles she feels guilt that he was lying here when she was dancing with young nobels that wnat take his place by her side
Smiling in relief, Amalia slides beneath the covers beside him, drawing the warmth of his body close to hers. She nestles her head on his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heart as she finally allows herself to relax. "I'm sorry for leaving you alone tonight," she whispers again, this time sounding more at peace with herself. "It won't happen again."
Her fingers trace idle patterns across his chest as she closes her eyes, feeling the weight of their shared history pressing down upon them like a leaden blanket. But despite everything, she can't help but feel grateful for this moment; for having him back where he belongs. Together, they lie in the darkness, finding solace in each other's touch and presence as the night unfolds around them, granting them both the chance to begin anew.
"Rest now," she murmurs against his skin. "Tomorrow we have much to do." With that said, her breathing steadies and she drifts off to sleep, secure in the knowledge that whatever challenges might lie ahead for them, they will face them together; their bond unbroken and stronger than ever before.
When Nico focus on recovery in next week's but always had time to check on Amelia that was doing her duty. For her the hardest was meetings with nobels when they always add some flirt in thier talks with her even if she has eyes for one man. They don't treat Nico as thier rival of her heart at all when he comes back
Amalia endures these meetings with as much grace and composure as she can muster. Her heart yearns for the day when they will finally accept Nico as her equal, but until then, she remains focused on their joint goals: restoring the kingdom to its former glory and ensuring that justice prevails throughout Ardania. She takes comfort in knowing that he is always there for her, whether it be in spirit or in person; his support and love are what sustain her through these trying times. As each day passes, she grows stronger not only as a queen but also as a woman, more determined than ever to fight for their happy ending together.