True royalty is not born of bloodlines, but of unwavering devotion, sacred promises, and a protective love that makes your bond feel like an unbreakable fortress. If your partner carries themselves with a noble grace, an extraordinary proposal setting may be in order.

Welcome to your definitive guide on how to orchestrate a breathtaking, majestic engagement inside the castle sanctuary of the Hazelnut Inn’s Copper Crown Suite.

The Sanctuary of Sovereigns

Step through the castle gate and leave the modern world behind. Draw the heavy curtains and pour your favourite drinks into heavy, ornate goblets. Take a seat together, under the glow of the grand chandelier, as two sovereigns — finally escaping the demands of their court to focus entirely on each other.

The Coronation Ritual

Once the atmosphere is set, transition from quiet relaxation to an unforgettable declaration of your love. Well before your trip, source a delicate, customized velvet or filigree crown to bring with you. While your partner is distracted by the room's immersive beauty — perhaps admiring the stone arches and rich tapestries, or watching the fish glide through the moat — quietly retrieve it.

Step up behind them and place the crown gently upon their head. As they turn to look at you, tell them that while earthly kingdoms fall and empires fade, they will always hold absolute dominion over your heart. Look deep into their eyes, speak directly from your soul, and present the ring, asking them to rule by your side forever.

Long after you leave the Hazelnut Inn, the memory of this night will remain etched into your shared history. Within these stone walls, you will have established a beautiful, private kingdom built to last a lifetime.

Step into the Copper Crown, leave the ordinary world behind, and begin your reign together.

Once, in ancient times, the land was plagued by shadows, and the people cried out for succour. By providence, there arose a noble champion — who bore the surname Crown — tempered by ancient magic and blessed by Nyneve herself.

The Fellowship Forged In Fire

And it came to pass that this Crown found hidden in the valley the great dragon matriarch, Aerca, whose scales shone like burnished copper. By some wondrous grace, the beast devoured not the champion, but bowed her head in solemn fellowship. Thus was forged a bond of fire and blood, and the legendary lineage of the Crown dragon riders began.

Those Called Shadow-Bane

So, the family rode upon the wings of these great drakes and waged war against the darkness. With their breath of fire, they cleansed the land of shadows. For it was the custom of this house, that whenever a child of the Crowns’ line was born, a dragon egg was placed in the cradle, that the spirit of the rider and the beast might grow together. And when they came of age, they took to the skies as one, their renown echoing across the realm.

The Departure Of The Dragons

But as with all earthly things, this wondrous era came to a close. For there came a time when the last shadow was banished, the land was made safe, and the dragons’ magic grew quiet. Their noble purpose fulfilled, the grand drakes departed into a deep slumber. And so, the age of the dragon riders faded into a memory of fire in the sky — a tale told by firelight by those who still dream of the chivalry of old.

The Prophecy Of Aerca

But some say that the great dragon matriarch Aerca yet sleeps in her secret sanctuary deep beneath the Copper Crown Suite, awaiting the day when a traveler of true and noble heart shall awaken her, and bring magic roaring back to the world.

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Innkeeper’s Note:

Village historians are deeply divided over the origins of the Copper Crown Suite. One faction fiercely claims the little castle belonged to the aristocratic Crown lineage, pointing to stories of 11 different princesses. Another faction argues vehemently that it was built by the Copper clan — simple, hardworking folk who farmed hazelnuts in Yarrow’s fertile soil. While the truth is lost to time, the text above remains a favourite tale of the Crown loyalists.

Behold the Copper Crown, a true jewel in the Hazelnut Inn’s coronet — a chateau of kingly splendour.

Upon thy approach, thou shalt cross a bridge over a shimmering moat to find a private courtyard garden, where the air is heavy with the scent of roses and the murmur of bubbling water and offers rest, to the weary knight or lady, beneath the watchful gaze of the heavens.

Step then within, where the craft of many masters is revealed in timber, stone, and light. Above —  a tower bedchamber is draped in such finery as to tempt a weary monarch to sleep and dream of tourneys and triumphs past. And also a deep soaker tub awaits to wash away the dust of the long road.

Below — a galley, well-stocked with fine victuals and refreshing cordials, stands ready to sustain thy strength for the quests of the morrow. And for the scholar, a hidden passage — tucked away like a dragon’s hoard — leads to a secret reading nook, the very place for poring over dusty tomes or contemplating the quintessence of thy soul.

Verily, the Copper Crown is a wondrous sanctuary, where the spirit of romance is breaths from every stone. It is a place where the banners of the heart may fly high, and where one might, for a night or two, forget the ticking of the clock and remember the older, truer rhythm of the world.