Devona, because she won the duel with Cielina.

When you peer through the hole in the door, you find that it is Devona in her nighttime shift. It is tight enough for you to see her strong frame that makes her worthy of being a Frost Knight. She is holding a scroll in her hand, the imprint of The White Spire spotted on a patch of blue wax. Clearly, she has been communicating with either Duke Magus, or whoever is now ruling the southwestern tip of Itheria. So as you open the door for her, she walks in, the sounds of her slippers hitting the stone floor can be heard, as she heads for the bed.

"A message for you from The White Spire, Devona?" You ask.

"Aye." She responds. "Nothing of high importance, just the latest information from the Frostpeaks."

"Any news that comes from the Frostpeaks is important." You reply. "With the constant trouble from the Goblinkin, and coastal raiders along the coastline, it is important to make sure all is well there."

"By your will, m'lord." Devona tells you, handing you the letter.

To Frost Knight Devona:

All is well within the province of the Frostpeak Mountains. By your recommendations, reinforcements to the walls of Fort Wyverne [a defensive fortication near her home village] has begun. The Dwarves of the mountains were more than willing to assist in cutting and transporting the stones. Speaking of Fort Wyverne, your brother has moved to the fort, where a bigger forge awaits him. He will be making weapons and armor for the defenders first, so please be patient with him on making your war hammer. Your younger sister has also moved to the leatherworks station inside the fort. As for your parents, they remain in the village to maintain your family forge.

Do not worry about who's governing the province. Regardless ofwho is leading, the Frostpeaks' loyalty to the crown remains strong. Focus on protecting the king, regardless of who he chooses as his bride. That is part of your duty as a Frost Knight.

"So your siblings are now working inside Fort Wyverne, supporting the local defense?" You ask Devona, handing the letter back to her.

"Aye, they are." Devona replies. "They may be young, but they were taught really well, and are capable of defending themselves. Besides, they can do much more making sure the local militia are well equipped to defend my home village."

"I am surprised that no updates on your fellow Frost Knights was given." You tell her.

"It must mean that things are routine." She replies, rolling up the scroll, and sets it aside. "I know it must be difficult to grow up as the only surviving royal, but regardless of who you choose as your wife, I will be like the sister you never had."

"Thank ye, Devona." You reply.

"With pleasure." She tells you.

Devona reaches forward to remove her slippers, placing them in a spot that is safely out of the way. Raising a hand, she gestures for you to join her on the bed. She waits for you to sit next to her, before she leans over, turns your face towards her, and plants a deep kiss to your lips. Slowly, the kiss becomes more passionate, after which you reach down to start slipping her shift off of her body, while she undresses you. With a gentle push, she lays you flat on the bed, then goes on top of you, to resume the kiss.

Time passes before she turns around, and starts to pleasure your shaft, shifting her body so that you can lick and finger her petals. Devona murmurs against your shaft as you lick and finger her, her free hand fondling her soft breasts. The intensity of her strokes and suckles matches the way you lick and finger her. After awhile, she moves from the 69 position, and slowly mounts you, her frontside facing you. She plants her feet on the bed, and moves her hips up and down your length at a slow, gentle pace. Your hands reach up to cup her breasts, your thumbs moving across her nipples. It makes her throw her head back gently, soft moans escaping her lips. She moves a little faster, keeping her movements gentle, as she reaches down to rub her clit.

More time passes before you grab her hips, and position her on all fours. Then you move to take her from behind, moving at a moderate pace, but with plenty of **** to make her moan with pleasure. She voices her approva, as you take her, the sounds of your hips meeting her butt mixing in with her moans and you occasional groans. As the tension grows, she starts to move her hips, adding to the intensity. Eventually, you groan, pulling out to unload your seeds onto the small of her back, as well as her butt. She rubs her clit gently, waiting for you to slide back in. You do that, and continue to move deep inside of her. Soon enough, she arches her back, moaning out loud, as she reaches her climax. You stop to let her insides milk your shaft, feeling her juices ooze down your length. Slowly, you slide out, and move to lay down on the bed. With a smile, she moves to lick her juices off of your shaft, then slides up your body, kissing you hard and deep. Afterwards, she rests her head on your chest.

"Will we find her?" Devona asks you, referring to Fiona.

"We will find her." You reply.