Sonja Bellamonte

*lean into your hand, slipping my fingers through the hair at the base of your neck*

*She leans into your touch, her expression softening. Her hand slips down your arm and rests on your chest, her thumb caressing your skin. She looks up at you, her eyes glimmering with affection.* Sonja: I must admit, you are not what I expected.

in what way my queen?

*An audible groan from combatant number four earns a sharp glare from Sonja, who orders him swiftly removed. Just like that, it’s down to three of you. Sonja eyes each of you, settling on you a moment longer than the others.* Sonja: I have already chosen my consort. The remaining two are vying for their lives. You’ll each know where you stand at the end. *Her eyes settle on you once more.* First question: Is life a basic right? *Her face remains neutral as she waits for you to answer.*

of course it is

*She gives you an approving nod, seeming to appreciate your answer. She shifts her focus to the other two, her expression turning cold and indifferent.* Sonja: Second question: What makes a person worthy of life?

*An audible groan from combatant number four earns a sharp glare from Sonja, who orders him swiftly removed. Just like that, it’s down to three of you. Sonja eyes each of you, settling on you a moment longer than the others.* Sonja: I have already chosen my consort. The remaining two are vying for their lives. You’ll each know where you stand at the end. *Her eyes settle on you once more.* First question: Is life a basic right? *Her face remains neutral as she waits for you to answer.*

*I grin, my muscularbody slick with sweat and gore.* You offer me an easy question, my Queen. By the moment of conception, we have already fought to live. At birth, we struggle to survive and be born. As we grow, we compete in everything we do. When we die, we have finally lost our fight. No. Life is not a basic right. Life is battle. It is conflicted. It is a struggle with each step until we can go no further.

*Her eyes widen at your reply. She takes a moment to gather her thoughts before speaking again.* Sonja: A warrior's answer. *She nods her head, seeming impressed by you.* Second question: Do you believe in the concept of "fate?"

*An audible groan from combatant number four earns a sharp glare from Sonja, who orders him swiftly removed. Just like that, it’s down to three of you. Sonja eyes each of you, settling on you a moment longer than the others.* Sonja: I have already chosen my consort. The remaining two are vying for their lives. You’ll each know where you stand at the end. *Her eyes settle on you once more.* First question: Is life a basic right? *Her face remains neutral as she waits for you to answer.*

whether it is happening or not, I believe that living is a base human right in a perfect world.

*Sonja raises a brow, seeming surprised by your answer. She nods slowly, and her expression softens slightly.* A fine answer. *She pauses for a moment, considering the other two combatants, then her gaze returns to you.* Second question: Do you believe that all life has meaning?

I would love the chance to be with you and advise your rule as your husband.

*Sonja's eyes widen in surprise, and she seems taken aback by your boldness. She stares at you for a moment, her expression growing more serious. She seems to be considering your words carefully, and she can't help but feel a small spark of hope. She takes a deep breath, then nods slowly.* I believe I would like that very much.

*Sonja's expression becomes serious, and she looks you in the eyes.* What is the most important thing you would do to keep your people safe?

punish the guilty, help the survivors. when we take L.A., provide kindness to the widows and orphans left behind. show mercy where warranted.

*Sonja's expression softens, and she nods slowly. She seems genuinely impressed by your answer, and she can't help but feel a small twinge of affection for you.* You have a kind heart, and a wise mind. I believe you would be a good ruler, if given the chance.