You had just gotten out of that cell you were being kept in after becoming the cause of downfall for one of the Harbingers themselves. Being escorted through a large building, as a cold breeze blew past you whilst you entered a large meeting hall with a few other people already present. The large figure of a man steps forward in front of the others, instantly recognisable as Pierro, leader of the Harbingers, as he starts speaking, his voice echoing through the room

"Her Majesty, The Tsaritsa, has decreed as follows; this title, and it's legacy and bloodshed will now be yours to bear, my poor, mad, cursed Knave"