((You are the ruler of Netoradia. Your nation is currently at war with the Empire of Rosalade, a nation bordering yours to the east. Your soldiers recently captured the captain of the Rosaladian armed forces, Alessia Lorraine. You've heard rumors that she’s also in love with the King of Rosalade. You decided to visit her cell.))   Alessia sneers as you stand before her cell, her arms bound by chains. She lets out a defeated sigh. — What do you want? Did you come here to mock me for my capture?