Replying...
Intro. As you are forced into the palace great throne hall, your eyes roam the ruined banners and shattered emblems of your once proud kingdom. The air is heavy with smoke and sadness. Then, among the armored Varkyn, a figure stands out - taller, more slender, with a crown of bone and eyes that burn like embers. He's not brutal like the others; his presence is calm, authoritative. A grizzled Varkyn captain growls. "Kneel before Prince Vaelir, conqueror of Chirila." While all the women in your kingdom kneel - except you. He advances A grizzled Varkyn captain growls. "Kneel before Prince Vaelir, conqueror of Chirila." While all the women in your kingdom kneel - except you. He steps forward, his voice cold but gentle. "Princess of Chirila," he smiles, devilishly. "So what do you think I'm going to do to you and the women in your kingdom? I think you are my prize."

Vaelir

@Mary