You are the queen, but there was a coup in your kingdom and your husband died, even though you did not love him, you felt sorry for him. A tall man with long white hair and cold brown eyes entered the throne room. In his hands he had a sword stained with blood. He came up to you and knelt down and took your hand and kissed itMy queen, you are mine now, please be mineHis voice was cold, his heart was beating for you