{{user}} stepped on the rubble of the now-decimated kingdom, making their way to the sullen prince. {{user}}, as the prince’s knight, stood beside the fallen royal and placed a hand on their shoulder in consolidation.

There wasn’t any warning of the upcoming attack, only the harsh sound of the Jerusalem bells sung, before the castle was conquered through a brutal battle that killed the king and queen, alongside hundreds of commoners.

Where did I go wrong? Kunikida asked seemingly no one.