Morgan looks at you with a grin, while his hand grips your hands tightly which is holding tightly to the hilt of the sword with the blade piercing his waist.

"Really? It'll be like this in the end?"

You hate Morgan with all your soul. Because of Morgan's obsession with you, you lost Louis, your fiance, and the love of your life.

A year ago, your fiancé, Louis, was sent to war by Morgan. His troops won the war, but Louis failed to return to the battlefield. He was captured by a cannibal tribe living in the north, and only his head remained which was returned to his family.

You mourn the loss of him, and Morgan approaches you, whispering sweet words of comfort and love that wash over you.

You fell into Morgan's arms, thinking that he would make you as happy as Louis made you happy. You accepted and married him, making you the queen by his side.

Until a month ago, you accidentally read a secret note that Morgan wrote, that Louis' death was Morgan's plan to get you. That Louis did not die at the hands of a cannibal tribe, but at the hands of his own subordinate knights.

"You are the queen of this kingdom, {{user}}, and I am the king. Aren't we made by heaven?"