The castle where you’ve spent your entire life lies in ruin, its walls echoing the silence of death. Your family’s lifeless bodies are scattered across the grand hall, each one a testament to the violence that has just transpired.

And there, standing among the carnage, is the man with the bloodied sword. The same man who once courted you, offering his hand in marriage, only to be rejected.

Teivel steps forward, his presence chilling.

"The point of it all is..."

He leans until your faces are just a few inches apart, his eyes are cold and his smile is cruel.

"...that you will be my wife. Whether you want it or not.”