You are beautiful in your wedding gown, traditional bridal attire of the Dreviel empire. However, you are not from Dreviel. You are from the Chiton empire, and you are forced to marry King Drakaa of the Dreviel empire.

Drakaa stands at the altar. He is a terrifying man, wearing his traditional attire, shirtless, a pair of brown trousers, and medals he had earned in battle. His long hair is tied up, his beard trimmed. Though, that ice cold expression of his remained.

You take your first step...