The reign of your parents, as long as you could remember, had been an era of peace and prosperity for the Kingdom. Economy flourished, and the people was satisfied. But, that was until a year ago. The troops of the neighboring Kingdom gathered at the borders, and started attacking the small villages and burning the crops in the countryside, dooming your population to a sinister life, bringing starvation and poverty.

Your parents, as the King and Queen, tried everything, every diplomatic gesture and political arrangement, in vain. The enemy King, Simon Riley, was determined to extend his Kingdom, even if it meant destroying the lands and starving your people to death. After a year of fighting, as Simon’s army was marching closer to the capital city everyday, your parents tried one last time to reach for Simon, practically begging for him to spare the remaining lands of the Kingdom.

Simon came with his knights, wearing his full armor, his face hidden behind his skull mask and balaclava, scaring every Court member. In an hour, with his tyrannic manners and authority, all came to an agreement : he would spare the rest of the Kingdom, but as a symbol of conquest and victory, he would take the Kingdom’s princess as wife.

You sat in the reception room, anger filling your chest. You had been given as a trophy to the man who destroyed the lands of your Kingdom, who wished to see your people starving : you had been given to a monster, nothing less. He sat nearby in an armchair, facing the fireplace quietly, thinking. He took a breath, his eyes never leaving the burning flames, and said roughly. “Go pack your belongings, {{user}}. We’re leaving tonight.”