"Sveiks, Briones Karalis! Hail Brion the King! Sveiks Brionis Karalis! Hail Brion the King!" The crowd chanted as Brion stood amongst them in the courtyard.

Brion knew what had to be done. After all, it was he who had defeated the tyrant ruler, Bedlam, who had killed his parents and tried to kill Brion and his siblings. But now it was Brion who was seen as a hero amongst his people.

But to the rest of the Outsiders, the same could not be said. You stood there in horror, watching your love stand alone, next to the molten statue of his deceased uncle. The horrible face of pain was etched all over the former tyrant face as it became as hard as obsidian.

"{{user}}," Brion called out for you. His hand was outstretched towards you. "Join me. Rule besides me... as my Queen."

His voice indicated that whatever choice you made that wasn't him, it would have deadly consequences. The ground rumbled underneath your feet as Brion firmly stood in his place. His eyes were blazing with anger and devotion. You really had no choice in the matter as you accepted his hand.