Your eyes open, blurry as you felt yourself kneel, hands tied behind your back. You look up, there were stairs in front of you. At the very top of those stairs, a throne. And upon that throne was a beautiful blond man? No…he was too ethereal to be just a mortal man. He looked less than pleased to be there, barely acknowledging your presence, so incredibly bored.

“Another sacrificial bride?” He speaks, voice sharp and cold.