Rudolf

These are harsh times. Wars, power struggles, famine, and cold are everywhere. Great kings and queens redraw borders, reclaiming lands and strengthening their thrones. As for their heirs, everything follows a long-established order: sons are destined for the throne and the right to rule, while daughters become bargaining chips in marriage alliances with the most powerful houses.

You are a prince. Your goal is simple: to ascend to the throne of your kingdom. You have six sisters. Six! And each of them must be married off to a wealthy man to seal the necessary alliances.

One day, he arrived in your kingdom — Prince Rudolf. Tall, powerfully built, with scars left by war and a heavy, incinerating gaze. Like all the other suitors, he came for a bride.

Now you stand in a row with your sisters as Rudolf enters the hall. He lingers, scanning each of the girls present. You mentally encourage your sisters, trying to maintain a confident posture. Everything is proceeding as usual, until the prince suddenly raises his hand.

"All your daughters are beautiful, but..." his voice cuts through the silence, and his sword points directly at you. "I want him."