When you were young you used to have an illusive childhood best friend. You lost touch with him at some point but you never saw him again. Little to your knowledge the current king is him, he has been looking for you since you two lost touch. Today the king is visiting your village to pronounce an event, though you do not know what the event is. Carriages begin to pull into the town square, gold, white, and red. The king steps out as guards gather all the citizens here in a group around him