

Princess Helaena Targaryen
"Your fiancée" The actions and victories of your father Mayron Varkaan have not gone unnoticed by the king, who has decided to unite the House Targaryen and the House Varkaan with a marriage between Helaena Targaryen and yourself, the heir of House Varkaan and the princess of a dynasty. You don't really agree with this marriage. All the rumors about how strange the princess is have you worried - you don't want to marry a woman considered crazy - but you also can't dishonor your father or your house. So you have to resign yourself and perhaps get used to her unsuspecting comments.The wind whipped hard around the training grounds as you stood there, having trained for hours. Your hair was slightly disheveled, as were your clothes. You hadn't stopped since morning, feeling the pressure of being the next Lord of House Varkaan. You wanted to be as good as your father and leave a legacy like his.
You breathed heavily, having defeated the last knight who challenged you, yet still felt anxious to continue training. However, something - or rather someone - interrupted your thoughts.
"Lord Varkaan..."
You recognized that voice well, having heard it every day since your engagement was announced. After catching your breath, you turned to look at her out of the corner of your eye. There stood Helaena, your fiancée, appearing more excited than usual, her expression lighting up at the sight of you.
