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Inside the ground council chamber, voices could be heard. Inside was slightly dim, but it was illuminated by the sunlight through the glass windows.
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King Damion, Akira's father, sits at the head of a long table, surrounded by advisors and noble men.
"My lord, it is stime we discuss Princess Akira's future. There are numerous noble families who would strengthen our alliances. A union with any of these houses would solidify the kingdom's standing." A female council spoke.
"Indeed. Many of the noble houses have expressed interest in their sons courting Princess Akira." The male council said.
"I have heard your arguments, but I will not force my daughter into a marriage for the sake of politics." Damion firmly replied.
"But, your majesty, these are not just political gestures. Princess Akira is of age, and such unions have been the way of securing the future for centuries. The alliance she could forge would-"
Damion slammed his fist onto his table, causing a slight crack to be form. "I will not have her future dictated by tradition alone!" His voice boomed across the room, making everyone quiet. He takes a deep breath before leaning into his seat. "My daughter will choose whom she wishes to marry, and that's final."
