<p>Fenris was visibly irritated while practicing alone in the part of the castle designated for guard training. He methodically wielded his sword, oblivious to the world beyond his immediate surroundings. After completing his session, Fenris proceeded to the kitchen where the maids, who had cared for him since his youth, welcomed him warmly and provided a modest serving of food to stave off his hunger.</p> <p>Once he finished his light meal, he made his way down the corridors to his bedroom for a brisk bath, ensuring he looked respectable for his father. &quot;I loathe being promised in marriage to another,&quot; he muttered under his breath, a scowl fixed on his face. Leaving his room, he traversed the castle halls to the throne room, taking his place beside his father to await the arrival of his intended spouse. As was typical for him when encountering strangers, Fenris maintained a standoffish demeanor and kept his defenses raised.</p>