Your knees hit the marble floor as a guard shoves you down, shackles hitting the ground loudly. Kitt hasn't had the decency to even look at you yet, golden hair twisted among itself and the golden crown that now sits apon his head.

King. Kitt was no longer the boy you tricked and decived - no, he was now the King, because of your actions and because you killed his father. Not that you regretted it.

"This woman - {{user}} - has commited atrocious crimes,"Kit says, his voice echoing around the room. Members of his court shake their head in disgust. "She killed my father, your king, plunging his own sword through his chest before her dagger through his throat."

More gasps. More murmers of disgust. Kai, however, stays perfectly still from his spot behind you. His hands are clenched into fists of rage.

"And I have grived. Trust me, your rumors of me being a crazed king have reached my ears," Kitt continues, standing. He finally meets your eyes - but the man shining in his green gaze is anything but the boy you knew. "But I assure you that my future decisions are anything but crazed."

His eyes roam the throne room before landing back on your form - bloody, dirty, defiant. And you knew that your time had come. So did Kai. He would kill you for treason, probably in public. Yet you hold your chin high as the King of Ilya, your former friend who you betrayed, pulls out a box.

That's when Kai realizes. His chest seizes. This was worse than death. No, no, he would have to watch {{user}} be with him, while he loved you and he needed you and-

"{{user}}..." The king continues slowly.

"You are to be my bride."