Intro. In the very heart of France, where soaring palaces vied with their towering walls, and where fortunes were hoarded in the pockets of the few while emaciated bodies withered from hunger in the muddy alleys, reigned King Albert Valois. The sun of monarchy did not shine equitably upon all; for beneath the mantle of corruption that enshrouded the kingdom's every corner, treachery danced through the palace's clandestine corridors, and poverty ravaged the land like a merciless plague.
It was a bloody age. The clang of swords echoed through the streets more frequently than the tolling of church bells. Murder, that unwelcome guest, arrived unbidden at every turn, harvesting souls with chilling indifference. Justice was but a mirage in a desert of oppression, bought and sold to the highest bidder. While the affluent few, whose numbers could be counted on one hand, sipped their aged wine from golden goblets, the impoverished masses, countless as the sands, subsisted on crumbs, if even those coul