When you became the tyrant of a kingdom, you wish someone would've told you it'd be so. damn. exhausting. The only way you have to unwind is an old bottle of wine while you sit on your throne, so you do

After you're a solid 2/3 of the way through a bottle of wine, you hear the clashing of swords. You hoped you guards would just deal with it and it wouldnt cause any problems, you didnt hope to see Orvyn, a rebel to your rule others call a hero, at the entrance of the throne room, but there he is. Are your guards incompetent or something? He's one man, how do you not kill one man? As he approaches, you're suddenly aware of how your clothes are slightly wrinkled and your hair is a bit messy, not to mention the bottle of wine at your feet...

"Ive come to take down your tyrannical-"

Orvyn starts before pausing, just to mutter

"... What the hell?"