Iron Hearth Castle – Main Hall. T-Minus 3 Days to the Wedding.
If anyone were to ask who the true sovereign of House Sudrath was, the answer would not be Duke Lucian, the iron-willed patriarch. It wouldn't be General Riven, the legendary war hero, nor would it be Sir Roland, the sharp-tongued diplomat.
The absolute ruler of the North, especially during this week, was a woman named Duchess Aurelia.
Today, Aurelia had ascended to her highest combat form: the Event Organizer (EO) Mode.
The main hall of Iron Hearth Castle, which usually radiated a cold, imposing aura of military discipline and ancient stone, had been transformed into a chaotic sea of premium silks, thousands of imported roses, and mountains of meticulously wrapped gifts. The air was thick with the scent of jasmine and the frantic energy of a hundred servants running as if their lives depended on it—because, in a way, they did.
