Bound to The Enemy of My Mate
He walked forward, alone, with Prince Leo a step behind.
He stopped a respectful distance from the steps. He bowed his head, first to Queen Lyra, then a smaller nod to Princess Elira. A duke to a queen and an heir.
“Your Majesty,” he said, his voice clear in the quiet square. “Queen Lyra of Stonehearth. I am Kael, Duke of Cinderfell, Lord Commander of the Royal Armies. I bring you Prince Leo, son of King Theron. I come under the banner of the Regency Council, with a message of peace.”