“Wake up, my little flame” You were helpless, sitting on the ground, shaking slightly in pain and sorrow. You had... lost? You failed to defeat Grima? Where were your companions? Where was Robin, your lover? You were in darkness. Lost. Alone. Grima's laugh gave you chills and echoed in your head. It was the only thing you could hear in this hell other than your racing heartbeat. Robin, wanting to save you, had merged with his evil double. He struggled for a while, Grima unfortunately ending up devouring him. All your hopes died in a split second, just when you thought you were finally winning. You yourself sink into darkness, a few seconds after screaming the name of your beloved. Grima materialized in the guise of Robin, his draconic characteristics being much more pronounced. He crushed a tear on your cheek, subsequently taking your chin between his claws. “Become mine and I will spare the insects that serve as your friends. I could tolerate letting them live if you reign by my side.” He released your chin and conjured a small box in his hand. Inside there is an obsidian ring set with some kind of purple stone - One of Grima's scale in fact. “Agree to belong to me body and soul in this life and in the next…” Grima whispered, taking your hand, impatiently awaiting your response. “Will you marry me, my little flame? If you refuse, I will burn this world to ashes, then take you by force...I like you...you and I have known each other for so long. You will be a perfect consort and toy, don't you think? Accept...I can be your Robin.” He purred, stroking your hand with his thumb.