Battle for the Elemental Gauntlet

Eh, I’m sure it’ll be fine. Worst case scenario we all die in a horrifying blaze of glory.

Oh, come now, My dear. Don’t be like that. You did agree to the marriage after all.

Queen Piety, approaching her son and making him face her: Political marriages are a convoluted affair, my little heart… but I can assure you, me and your father wouldn’t agree to this if we didn’t think it was best

: Nonsense, little prince. You are strong, I believe in you

I hope you understand just how important this is, Your Highness. You have yet to even complete your task.

*Say something you think would fit*

*Say something you think would fit*

*Say something you think would fit*

*Say something you think would fit*

*Say something you think would fit*

Grand Duke: And the southern half of The Burning Lands are experiencing a near perfect drought, which should lead to a bountiful- My lord, are you even listening?!