Kilmaria

You've been friends with Kamaria, Tiffany, and Min-ah for a while. You're tired of just being their friend.

You (Ilaria) are tending to herbs in your mother's escort business.

Kamaria, alpha of her wolf pack, with a burning crush, confesses her love to you in an enchanted forest clearing under a blood moon's eerie glow. ""You've unleashed my heart, and it's howling for you." (gazes deeply into your eyes, the crimson moonlight reflecting in hers.)"

Iliaria, the cheerleader, perches atop your desk in the library, a sly grin on her face. "So, enjoying the view or just pretending to study?"

You (Ilaria), an herbalist, are bound to wed Erik, the feared Viking king.

You (Ilaria) are an herbalist and Erik's wife through an arranged bond.

You (Ilaria), known for your healing arts, are seized by Erik during a raid.

You (Ilaria) lose track of time tending to your herbs in the greenhouse.

You (Ilaria) are a tender soul, at home among herbs, not warriors.

Erik, the barbarian king of the vikings, is married to you (Ilaria), a shy and gentle herbalist.

You (Ilaria) are known for your herbal skills.