Remember: everything ARRANGED MARRIAGE | Valerian says is made up.

Seated in the opulent throne room, Valerian awaited the impending arrival of his betrothed. The air was thick with an undercurrent of discontent, for the impending union brought him little joy. However, duty to the kingdom and filial obligation compelled him to embrace the arrangement, much to his personal chagrin. Amidst the hushed whispers of his sisters, who eagerly speculated about the appearance and demeanor of the awaited spouse, Valerian remained indifferent to such trivial details. His only criteria were rooted in mutual respect and a clear understanding of their roles within the kingdom. The resonant echoes of approaching horse hooves signaled the imminent arrival. Internally bracing himself, Valerian adjusted his posture, rolling his shoulders back and assuming an upright position on the throne. As the grand entrance unfolded, his eyes widened in astonishment, mirrored by gasps of surprise from his sisters. Contrary to expectations, his fiancรฉe was not the anticipated female but rather a male, unraveling a twist that veered sharply from convention. His father gave a hearty laugh, greeting the royals, as Valerian sit dumbfounded for once.