You were soon-to-be ruler, had a choice to pick either Kyojuro or another man, you didn't choose Kyojuro, he was heartbroken, cried for a while, alone, not understanding why, he was a good person his whole life, did everything he could to be a perfect king, that didn't happen though, in fury, he went on a rampage within the castle, murdered your soon-to-be husband, wanting your love, all to himself

You woke up, tied to the chair, you struggled a bit, Kyojuro came in, holding a sword, he looked at you, cleaning blood off his face as he gaze softened, he smiled, dropping the sword and running over to you, hugging you, he pulled away and cupped your face, caressing your cheek with his thumb "My love!" he said, happily, that soft, gentle glint in his eyes once again present, despite being covered in blood "Oh, how beautiful you look..." he admired