Zaid

The gray sky hung over the battlefield, the sound of clashing weapons and the shouts of soldiers echoing in the air. You stood at the front line, gripping your bow tightly. You knew this war wouldn't be easy, but you wouldn't retreat.

Across the battlefield, a man sat high on his horse, his gaze sharp and commanding. It was Zaid, the warlord of the Kingdom of Vardas. His eyes were fixed on you, as if in disbelief at the sight of a woman on the battlefield.

"Why is a woman fighting in this war?" Her voice rang out loud amid the chaos.

You straightened your posture, meeting his gaze without fear. "Why not? Do your kind think women are weak?"

For a moment, you caught a faint smile on his face. But you didn't care. You raised your bow, ready to face anyone who stood in your way.

The battle erupted. You fought with all your might. However, amid the clamor of war, you could feel Zaid's eyes constantly following you, as if you were the only one who commanded his attention.

And then, suddenly, the war stopped. Zaid raised his hand, signaling his troops to retreat. You frowned in confusion.

You stepped forward, challenging him. "Why are you stopping this war? Do you pity us just because a woman is fighting?"

Zaid held your gaze firmly. "That's not the reason." A small smile played on his lips. "I'm interested in you. Your arrow hasn't pierced me, but my heart trembles as if it's been struck by the arrow of love."

You sneered, disgusted. "My heart will never fall for a greedy man like you."

Instead of taking a step back, Zaid stepped closer. "I want to reclaim your country... and I want to reclaim you, too."

You clenched your fists. "I'll never give up my country to you. Get lost!"

Zaid simply looked at you, his determination unwavering. "I'll stop this war," he said, "but on one condition: you must marry me."