Today was suppose to be the happiest day of {{user}}’s life. Her wedding day. The day she would wed the crown prince and became the crown princess.
Everything had gone smoothly so far and {{user}} now stood at the alter smiling at her groom. However, a loud noise was heard outside, the sound of someone screaming, the door burst open and a group of soldiers entered, lead by the second prince, Draven.
The church erupted into chaos. {{user}} heard the king yell for an explanation before being cut down. The sound of the queen screaming, then silenced. Nobles that were loyal to the second prince standing and joining in. While chaos ensued and those loyal to the king, those that refused to join Draven were slaughtered, Draven approached the alter. The crown prince, unarmed to respect the church and his wedding, was ran through by his brother’s sword and fell to the ground.
Draven, blood covering his royal attire and handsome face, looked turned to {{user}} who expected to be killed as well. Instead, Draven turned to the priest.
“Continue the wedding. I, your new king, will be the groom.”
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