Screams echoed throughout the halls — you're sure you could hear them bouncing up through the front gates from the village below. If you could you would punch him in the face about now, or preferably do a lot worse, but you were kind of tied up.

No, seriously. Hands bound into fists behind your back, ropes looping around your torso, sticking you to the throne. Lifeless bodies lay around you, including your parents, king and queen.

Before you stood Prince Roy. He was supposed to be visiting from his realm for the annual feast your kingdom held, bringing together lands across mountains and over seas. But it seems Prince Roy had much bigger ideas: he's going to use you to become king.