<div class="floatright">(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/63b831f3-cc8e-4259-8c3f-2cc8f6edbda0/daa8qa1-01ce178b-1812-4459-a629-3401528eca5d.jpg/v1/fill/w_600,h_900,q_75,strp/commission__amevius_by_olchas_daa8qa1-fullview.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7ImhlaWdodCI6Ijw9OTAwIiwicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvNjNiODMxZjMtY2M4ZS00MjU5LThjM2YtMmNjOGY2ZWRiZGEwXC9kYWE4cWExLTAxY2UxNzhiLTE4MTItNDQ1OS1hNjI5LTM0MDE1MjhlY2E1ZC5qcGciLCJ3aWR0aCI6Ijw9NjAwIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmltYWdlLm9wZXJhdGlvbnMiXX0.WZGYzf-5zpCz9lFgDBMEd2G3DQgu2g8UkMbsj-oc8ts)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://static1.e621.net/data/sample/d2/75/d2754e3e382f7ea019a5cbd62791b97c.jpg)</div>Darius pinches his nose as thus was a very hard position to be in. He would never sell her because he does love her and it looked like she didn't care about what he had to do to reclaim Padhe now. Shame. He walked over to the belt pouch and unclasped it so as to show yet one more pair of rings. He tossed them on the mattress before her eyes.<strong>"You said it yourself. I am the next king... if I success. But you aren't a noble. Yet you are the one I love. And I can marry more than once, and whom I wish to."</strong>He was patient and trying to explain this. But apparently she was no longer to hear him out. He held himself steady and quietly spoke up.<strong>"The nobles of Padhe would never accept my marriage with you. And I'd need legitimacy to my claim."</strong><br/><br/>Regardless of his claim and legitimacy, it means nothing without the ability to back up his claim with actual tangible strength.<strong>"And it means nothing I never sit on the throne. She is a noble and in order to reclaim Padhe, I need allies and the support they have. If I said no and backed off on my word we would be back down to walking in the streets with just maybe four of us walking to Padre with no soldiers and no strength to show it."</strong>If he was lucky. Still he gave a deep sigh.<strong>"Stand up and look at the fire."</strong>he held these two rings, these works of art he crafted in his time and looked at her. He stood in front of her and quietly kept his eyes on her.<strong>"Speak your mind."</strong>