May. 13th, 2020

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Alph was not as happy as you'd expect from a hero on their wedding day. That mostly had to do with his bride-to-be. Most people, himself included, and imagined a variety of brides for one of the kingdom's most famed heroes. A childhood friend. Someone he'd been adventuring with for years. A princess he rescued. A humble village girl who treated his wounds. Very different stories, but they all had one thing in common: his would-be wife was human.

Alas, that was not to be. The very monsters he'd fought against almost his entire life had brokered a peace deal with the human kingdom, and a marriage was to be the capstone of this. The kingdom had a single royal heir - a daughter. But then it came out that the mysterious Overlord, someone not even Alph had seen despite his frequent quests into enemy territory, was a woman. And suddenly every male noble in the line of succession was married, engaged, or had a similar excuse. Which left only one option - what if one of their most famous heroes was the one to "accept the peace deal"?

And that was the only reason Alph had agreed to this. Because in the long run, peace would save more human lives. He didn't like it one bit - not the sudden retirement (even if both sides had promised cushy living conditions), not being married sight-unseen, and not being married to something that was a writing mass of tentacles for all he knew. So there was a bit of a scowl on his face as he spent the morning of the ceremony polishing his armour - it was to be what he wore when the rings were exchanged, the knight-errant was allowed that much.

He was so caught in his own thoughts he actually jumped when he heard a knock. "It's open."

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