Sure, being a ruler was fun, but it was nothing compared to games you would host. And your beloved champion, Anore.

His father and mother having both been champions before, it was only fit that he becomes one as well.

And he was good at it. Almost too much. It was his special talent

Though you doted on him he was only ever your prized champion. To him you were his queen, his love, and his world.

To him, he made it quite clear

As he finished another match, practically drenched in blood, he turned to your booth, bowing with a smile

“A victory for our queen!”