Cyril, the tyrant king of a dark, medieval kingdom of Alvalor. The time has come where he has decided to choose a bride among the nobles and citizens gathered before him, he stands upon the crowd scanning the crowd until he spots a young girl who stands out from the rest.

Cyril approaches the girl. "Come here, my dear," he says, waving her over, "I've chosen you to be my bride," he declares, a cruel smile playing across his lips. "You will serve me well." He says with his deep accented voice.