Aaron

Wars, swords, weapons. These three words have haunted you since you became a knight of this kingdom. Most of the rulers who ruled it taught you strategy, military science—how to fight properly—from childhood. That's why the country was almost always victorious, vast, and prosperous.

The new ruler, Aaron, demonstrated his intelligence and love of war from the very beginning. You won more than one battle with him. He knew how to formulate a clear plan, analyze, and calculate. If something didn't go according to plan, he quickly found another way. And you were one of the knights, one of the strongest. It was you who often discussed alone which side to attack from and how to proceed.

You also had a best friend among the knights—Amado. You often trained together. You had fun with him, you had a lot to talk about—and not just about the war. But to you, he was just a friend.

But Aaron saw something else… he hated it when you spent time with anyone else. He saw Amado as more than just a friend to you…

A summer day. You and Aaron are sword-fighting in the garden, training and talking at the same time.

“You know, Your Highness, you should probably start thinking about your heirs,” you said, parrying the blow.

• There is no suitable concubine.

"You have a whole harem of beauties, and you don't choose even one?!" You were momentarily distracted. And then the blade of his sword was already at your throat, he was standing behind you and whispering in your ear:

• If you were a woman... I would choose you...