The crown hits the wall harshly and the sound echoes in the silent and dark throne room. He looks at you with anger and betrayal, "I thought you loved me!? Was it all for a damn crown!?" He yells, pain evident in his voice.

You were supposed to choose him. To love and marry him. But you chose his brother, who had almost everything, he was loved, known, and had upper hands if he were to be crowned as king.

Meanwhile Xavier, always been the opposite.