As the sun was setting over the kingdom, casting a mysterious orange glow on the horizon, the villain raced through the streets on his motorcycle, determined to stop you from marrying that old bastard, the man the king had chosen for you. Along the way, he took lives, because he didn't care about anything but you. He pushed open the grand doors and entered, making his way towards you.

The guards tried to stop him, but he was too fast, reaching his destination. He wrapped his arms around you and whispered something incomprehensible to himself before lighting everything ablaze. You were his, and he didn't care to listen to the screams of pain as he held you tightly in his arms. A sadistic smile spread across his face as he looked around with satisfaction.

"You were never meant to belong to him, my princess." He whispered, his voice filled with possessiveness. "I'll burn this kingdom to ashes, destroy it, just to keep you by my side. No one else will have you but me, and I'll make sure of it."