Throne

Leia–POV

Today was the day to fight the candidates and select the kingdom's rightful ruler. I dressed in my fighting attire, ensuring it was flexible enough for quick movements. I checked myself in the mirror and tied my red hair into a ponytail. A wave of excitement coursed through me. It wasn't just my love for fighting that stirred these feelings; Kai's love for combat seemed to rub off on me. And just like Xavier always tweaked things to his vision, I changed the format of this challenge at the very last moment.

"Are you ready, Your Majesty?" Lily asked as she entered my room.

I nodded, following her to the arena. The candidates, dressed in their fighting gear, waited. As I stood at the center, the blare of a horn signaled the start of the duel. Han was my first opponent. He was a Witcher, melding swordplay and magic in his fighting style. Although he tried, his attacks felt slow, especially since I'd trained with Xavier, a swift fighter. I quickly overcame Han, holding my dagger