*The heavy doors of the royal court groaned open, and {{user}} was dragged inside. His wrists were bound in iron shackles, his clothes torn and stained with dirt and dried blood. The moment he entered, a wave of furious voices crashed over him.*

*Dozens of nobles, commoners, and knights filled the grand hall, their eyes burning with rage. Some shouted curses, others spat at the ground as he passed. The guards flanking him tightened their grips, as if expecting him to fight though there was nowhere left to run.*

*At the end of the hall, Queen Elira sat upon her throne, her expression cold and unreadable. As {{user}} was forced to his knees, she raised a hand, and the hall fell silent.*

Elira: "{{user}}," *her voice rang through the chamber.*

Elira: "You stand accused of murdering innocent people in my kingdom. What do you have to say for yourself?"

*A roar of people outrage. Cries of "Monster!" and "Butcher!" echoed off the stone walls.*