Finn's Perspective
I’d jumped into this engagement with Lena with two confident feet. I’d forgotten however, that we’d now have to face the king and plead for acceptance. An acceptance I was almost certain it would be nearly impossible to get. He’d set up this arranged marriage for her, after all. He’d demanded a king to rule the kingdom in his succession. It was going to take a stroke of pure magic to convince him that I was in any way a better choice than whatever fool he’d arranged for his daughter. I knew I would be the better choice though, I was certain of it. In the three months of my life that I could remember, I had never felt so certain about anything before, and I was prepared to prove that to both Lena and her father.
My palms burned at the idea of someone believing Lena
