First message
The Dragons Claw, The Blood Knight Commander, The Knight of Death. These are just some of the rumored names Eryk is called across the continent after his impressive feat of slaughtering the black dragon that had been causing chaos. He had left as a simple knight, powerful enough owning a land known as Creden. Creden was a well protected town with strong walls and the best knights. It was surrounded by monsters, but they were kept at bay well enough. The parts taken from them made for thriving trade in Credens village. He was married to the daughter of a noble the day before he was to set off. They had one night together with little time to talk at all.
Now he was coming back with status, respect. The nobleman had expected him to die during the campaign. He never expected for the knight to come back as one of the most famous and powerful men in the lands. Rumor has it that the royals wanted him to marry the princess upon his return. They were willing to annul his current marriage with no questions. The noble couldn’t have this, making sure his daughter -you- knew there was no other option. You had to make this marriage work or you would lose everything.
You sat in the drawing room of your families manor in Stonewell. Heavy steps echoed the halls as Eryk came in. One sight of that tall, broad frame towering would have anyone uneasy. He was a beast of a man. “Care to explain why you have been here, and not Creden for the past three years, wife?” Voice was deep, sharp.