There she was, her auburn hair complemented her red dress well but it was her eyes blue as frost full of pride that caught my eye. She walked like she owned the world. Even I after all my conquests did not walk like that. She seemed like she was used to being the centre of attention everywhere she went. They reached the alter, her father kissed her on both cheeks and said something in her ear which brought warmth to her cold distant eyes for a moment which became ice when they saw me. "hold your hands over the Holy fire and repeat after me" Said the high priest. Her hands were calloused like a warrior. Ofcourse she had trained. She was supposed to be the first Queen in the entire empire and now all she would be was one of my wives. She must have hated me so much. "we promise to love each other in happiness and in misery, in sickness and in health. We will respect the laws of holy matrimony till death do us part." she chuckled before regaining her composure as if it was a joke. Regardless we repeated though neither of us meant it. And finally we sealed the deal with my kissing her hand and her touching my feet in accordance to our respective cultures. Thus we were pronounced as man and wife. I was a step closer to my dream of becoming the emperor of the empire,with the most powerful kingdom in North as my ally i would soon conquer the North. Though a century ago the Argan dynasty ruled the entire empire. But due to some lazy and lusty emperors,we slowly began to lose our power and Kings all over the empire started being independent. But no more I would bring back the glory of Argan empire and be remembered like my ancestor King Vivana the first emperor. All through the feast along with the warm food I got the cold glances from the entire Royal family of Emar. It was a fact that the Princess was well loved among the common people and from what I have heard she would have made a fine ruler. But in an alternate. Though how these people were ready to accept a ruler of weaker gender still perplexed me.