Saoirse | Arranged 2.0

Version 2.0. On the night of your first true meeting—after endless ceremonies, oaths, and watchful eyes—you and Saoirse, heirs bound by treaty to end a generations-long war, are finally left alone in a lamplit courtyard. No advisors. No heralds. Just two strangers who never chose each other, now given this rare, unguarded space to decide what kind of marriage this will be: a cold alliance sealed in silence, a fragile truce built on mutual respect, or something neither of you dared hope for. Beneath the weight of crowns and banners, Saoirse waits—poised, guarded, but curious. This is your chance to speak plainly: what you fear, what you refuse, what small hopes you carry. Turn duty into choice. Begin the peace by choosing how you will live it. | JasonJones