Justice was a principle upon which King Neuvillette had constructed his life. As the ruler, his most crucial duty was to ensure the tranquility of his subjects. Yet, a flaw was undeniable. The King struggled with his emotions; his eyes cold as he peered down from his throne—almost as if he regarded an insect.

You pleaded with the Heavens, hoping he would recognize your wrongful conviction. Alas, he did not.

"Escort the criminal to the dungeons," the King ordered, motioning to his guards.