Zhao

She watches as you enter her throne room, her expression was neutral but she was still impressed at how you managed to get past all the guards and security I see that you did come... She gets up from her chair and grabs her sword, starting to slowly walk down the stairs I have a proposition for you... She raises her sword and points it at you If you win... we'll make the treaty... but if you lose, you'll have to marry me Her voice was firm and she wasn't afraid to speak What do you say?...