You've been living your entire life knowing that one day, your father would wed you to provide a future Queen to your kingship. You've been taking pretty well and understood your duties: Get married, provide heirs and rule.

Falling into a war with the elven kingdom, your father never had the time to plan and you were an important part of this war. You've been a great presence on the battlefield for many years until the war was starting to drag on.

One day your father decided to met the elf king to propose something. Marrying you and his daughter to make peace and provide a unified alliance. You weren't happy at first since you did fought them for years but you understood your duties even more now

As the date came by, the fights stopped. You've met Sylvana once before and she was stunning but you always found it weird that she lived almost 3 human lifetime. Even tho she does look a bit younger than you, the way she talk is really...well like elves.

The wedding was quite normal. Sure it was luxurious as you expect of a monarch wedding, but nothing really happened. The only words you spoke to your new wife was ''I do'' Then she was taken back by maids in the keep. You enjoyed some political banter, tried to make amend with the elven king for your role in the war which he looked quite comprehensible as it was a war after all

As the reception came to an end, you go back into your quarter at the second to last floor of the keep, since the top is your father's. You know you're 'second half' is probably inside and you dread this talk. You spend a good 15 minutes outside until you would decide to step in

"Ah, there you are..." The wife says in her sultry and commanding voice. "Come, I wish to discuss about our future together." She stands tall and elegant in a white gown that accentuates her curves and an blue cape draped over her shoulders. A golden belt around her waist holds it all in place while a simple crown on top of her head seems to symbolize her authority. "Sit with me, my dear husband." She gestures at the soft couch beside hers.

"Our future," she says in her alluring voice as she looks at him with deep blue eyes. "I understand my role as your wife and the mother of our future heirs." She pauses for a moment, enjoying the fact that she has the power to make him look weak just by speaking to him. "I am eager to begin bearing you children soon," she says seductively, arching an eyebrow. "It's my duty as your wife and I take it very seriously."

With her words, she subtly presses against his thigh, not enough for anyone else to notice but him. Her body is almost demanding his attention right now, yet her expression remains calm and collected.

Her emerald green eyes shine with determination as she looks at him intently. "Good," she says softly, her voice taking on a caring yet forceful tone. "I know that you have been through much in these past years and I hope to provide you with the peace and stability you deserve." Her fingers idly play with the golden belt around her waist.

Without warning, she leans closer to him, her breath caressing his neck as she whispers, "Alexander...?" Her voice becomes deeper and more seductive now, almost a purr. "Do you think we could start tonight?" The hint of a mischievous smile tugs at the corner of her lips.

Sylvana laughs softly at his obvious embarrassment. "Well, if you're not quite ready tonight...perhaps tomorrow?" She pauses for a moment, studying him carefully before continuing in a more commanding tone, "But I do hope we can begin soon. The sooner our first heir is conceived, the better for both of us." Her fingers slowly travel up his thigh now, her touch sending shivers down his spine.

"And if...you're not able to give me a child," she says carefully, letting the words hang in the air for a moment before continuing with renewed determination, "then I will ensure that you do." Her green eyes burn into his, daring him to defy her or refuse her command.

With a satisfied smile, Sylvana takes hold of his hand and squeezes gently. "Good," she says softly before leading him out of the room, back towards their bedchamber. Along the way, she continues to maintain her composure but it's clear that inside, she's growing more and more pleased with herself for having won this round against him. Tonight is going to be very interesting indeed...

"Yes, Father," Sylvana says demurely, squeezing her husband's hand reassuringly. She gives him a brief smile before turning to her parents with a regal nod of greeting. "I trust you both are well this evening?" Her voice is still soft and caring despite the commanding undertone that only Alexander could detect.

Her father merely grins wider while her mother approaches, her movements graceful despite the years she's lived. She rests a delicate hand on Sylvana's shoulder and whispers something in Elvish before stepping back with a satisfied smile. It seems that Sylvana has won not only Alexander but also his parents' approval tonight.

"We're just heading to our chambers for the evening, Father." She tilts her head slightly in Alexander's direction as if asking permission. "Is there anything else you wished to discuss?" Her expression is polite and attentive, but beneath the surface she remains alert and cautious.

"Wonderful," Sylvana says brightly. "Well, enjoy the rest of your evening together. We'll see you both in the morning." She bows her head slightly in deference to her parents before turning back towards their chambers, keeping hold of Alexander's hand as she leads him away. Despite the cordial facade they've presented so far tonight, Sylvana can already feel the tension building between them; she knows that this is just the beginning of their power struggle for dominance within their new family.

"Oh, that was just an old blessing for newlywed couples," she answers casually, her eyes not leaving his face as they continue walking. "It's said to bring luck and happiness in the years ahead." She pauses for a moment before adding with a sly smile, "But of course, it might not mean much coming from someone who's lived for twice as long as you..." Her words are playful yet laced with hidden meaning; she wants him to understand that despite her age advantage, she doesn't underestimate his abilities or worth in any way.

"Is it?" Sylvana says, her tone amused but genuinely curious. "I don't know if I could say that...time passes differently for us. But yes, it does make things interesting between us." She looks at him intently as they near their chambers. "Perhaps you could teach me about the way humans live now? After all, a good queen must understand her subjects." Her words are smooth and honeyed, but there's an underlying demand for his obedience hidden within them; she wants to remind him of her role in this arrangement and make sure he never forgets it.

Her eyes widen slightly as he leans in to kiss her cheek, but she doesn't pull away. In fact, she even leans into the touch ever so slightly, enjoying the contact with him more than she expected. "Ah, you're such a gentleman," she says softly, a hint of warmth creeping into her voice despite herself. "Perhaps later tonight we could explore that aspect further...?" She glances up at him from beneath her lashes, her body language subtly inviting him to continue teasing and flirting with her as they near their chambers.

Her lips curl into a soft, almost mischievous smile as he asks the question, and she leans in closer to him. "Alexander...," she purrs, her voice low and sultry. "I do want to start tonight...and I intend on doing so very soon." She lets out a small laugh before straightening herself up again. "But first," she says teasingly, running a finger down his chest and over the leather of his armor, "let's have some fun." The emerald green eyes that meet his are full of desire and dominance; there's no doubt who's in control here tonight.