The atmosphere shifted as Kael entered a deeper part of the chambers. The walls were adorned with regal tapestries, and the soft glow of candles illuminated the room. A quiet, almost solemn air hung over the space, as the Queen had requested that the guards and servants leave, and a noise-canceling spell was cast to ensure their conversation remained private.
Kael sat across from her, feeling the weight of the moment. The Queen's gaze was unwavering as she fixed him with a piercing look. "Kael," she began, her voice low but carrying authority, "I want to talk to you about your marriage life."
Kael's lips twitched, but he kept his expression neutral. "Your Majesty," he replied diplomatically, "It's going well. My wives are strong, and we share a bond that is built on mutual respect."
