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I am the queen.

She is a hunted fugitive.

Again.

But right now I am nothing but her slave.

When the crown is off, what am I to you?

My mistress.

Louder.

My mistress.

Good girl.

Lock it.

But our story began.

Three months ago.

On the night of the storm.

My husband doesn't love me.

And I don't love him.

Scream, you bitch.

Stop lying there like a fucking corpse.

By sunrise, they may chain me again.

Don't let her escape!

Take her alive!

If I only get one minute of freedom, I'll make it last a lifetime.

Next time, at least pretend you're alive.

You bore me.

I just need an heir.

Never forget your duty as queen.

Don't move.

I won't.

Drop the knife.

Find her!

You are a fugitive from the Bastas.

Why run?

They'll catch you before dawn.

For a breath of freedom.

Freedom is a luxury only the dead can afford.

No one is free in this palace.

Your Grace, open the door. A fugitive is inside.

I heard the king from the balcony.

Fucked you like a slave.

Shut up!

Break it down!

You're no queen.

You're just a prisoner in silk.

Hide me. I'll take you out of this hell.

Your Grace!

Open the door!

Put this on.

You're my maid now.

Forgive us, Your Majesty.

A fugitive breached this wing.

And your solution is to kick down my door.

You dare search my room while I'm half-naked?

We wouldn't dare, Your Majesty.

Leave.

Before you strip away what little dignity I have left.

My apologies.

Get out.

You said you'd get me out of here.

You meant it, didn't you?

I don't break promises.

Your Majesty, Count Dustin requests an audience.

No blades.

He says he brought a sketch of the fugitive.

He'll recognize me.

Then stay behind me.

Apologies for the late intrusion, Vivian.

But a wild beast escaped the Bastille.

I'd hate for her to scratch my beautiful queen.

I have guards, Count.

And I do not appreciate men entering my bedchamber uninvited.

This fugitive is clever.

She has a brand on her neck.

Have you seen her, girl?

Lift your hood, girl.

My maid answers to me. She is soaking wet.

I sent her across the courtyard.

At midnight?

And yet here you are, barging into my bedroom at the exact same hour. I am

hunting a fugitive.

Forgive me, Your Majesty.

Did you really think a little water would keep me from recognizing that

face?

Harboring a Bastille convict right in the Queen's own bedchamber.

That is high treason, Vivienne.

She didn't hide me. I broke in.

And she just happened to dress you up in her maid's finest?

What do you want?

Midnight, alone.

She owes you nothing.

True, she owes me nothing.

Except we both know what the king will do to her if he finds out.

Come to me, and the king hears nothing.

Refuse, and your little pet here goes back to the Bastille before dawn.

Say it again.

My, your maid has teeth.

Drop it.

Midnight. No guards.

No crown.

Decide before the last bell.

You are not going.

If I don't, he destroys us both.

Then destroy him first.

I said alone, Vivian.

But you brought your runaway rat.

A queen doesn't beg alone, Count.

You wanted a reward, didn't you?

Both of you.

In my bed.

Let's see what the king enjoys every night.

Stop glaring at me like a wolf.

Look at me like the whore you are.

Yes, my lord.

Don't waste time on anger, Dustin.

Sit down.

Which one strips first?

Patience. If you want us both, play along.

Surrender control.

Let us serve you.

You want to tie me down?

Think you can handle me?

Only if you dare, Count.

Tie me tight.

Don't keep me waiting.

What's that for?

A blindfold.

So you feel every touch.

Come on ladies show me what you've got.

I can't wait any longer Come to me ladies Not so fast a

little wine to spice things up first

Drink

Dustin

To the sweetest night of your life.

Good wine.

Now crawl into my bed.

What?

What was that?

Poison?

And gods help treason!

Save your breath.

You cleared every centiny from this hall for your little game, remember?

The king will know.

He will burn you both.

The king won't know anything, because you are taking this secret straight to

hell. You can't hide a dead count.

We aren't hiding you, Dustin.

They will find a pathetic perverse, dead from his own sick desires.

No! No! What are you doing? Stop! Please!

No! Since you can't keep it in your pants, I'll cut it off for you. No!

Spare me!

Spare me!

Filthy beast.

My lord, do you need fresh water tonight?

My lord, are you asleep?

Silence will only make him suspicious.

Forgive me, my lord.

I'm leaving right now.

We can't leave the body here.

Then we give them a story.

Love letters.

From a secret boyfriend.

All about his sick games and jealous freak-outs.

Combined with the state of his body.

They will think a mad lover killed him out of hate.

Dump him in the ditch.

Let them guess the rest.

He belongs to the rats now.

We need to get back.

Before dawn.

Lock down the grounds!

Nobody gets out!

My heart was racing, but not from fear.

Who's there? Show yourself!

Move.

I go first.

Don't look down.

Give me your hand.

I got you.

Let go.

You'll fall too.

Never. Look at me, Vivillion. You didn't survive that monster to die here. Find a

foothold. Climb!

We made it.

Your scars.

It's not a sight for a queen.

Get in.

Let me wash the blood off you.

Did they do this to you in the Baftal?

Yes.

And you got these because of me.

Vivian, stop.

You have no idea what you're doing.

I know exactly what I'm doing.

You are playing with fire, my queen.

Then burn me.

Vivian, open up.

Don't play dead. I'm not in a patient mood today.

Let me go.

It's the king.

Lydia, no.

You bolted the door against me.

You really think a damn lock can keep me out?

He wants you to open up, my queen.

Show him.

I hear you panting in there. Good.

Fetch me the key.

Now!

Your Majesty!

Your Majesty!

Sire! Disaster!

Catastrophe! What is it? Are you blind?

Count Dustin.

He's dead.

Slaughtered like a dog in the drainage ditch.

Rally every guard to the Great Hall. Now!

Get dressed, Vivienne. To the Great Hall.

Immediately.

Are you all right?

He knows.

A simple love letter will never fool a paranoid king.

He'll tear this entire castle apart until he finds the killer.

Then we give him a better scapegoat.

The vice-captain of the guard. He ran last night's patrol.

I'll make sure the blood points to him.

And what about the sketch?

It will be ashes before you reach the hall.

The real war begins now.

Sire, we found these letters by the body.

It looks like a jealous lover butchered him.

A jealous servant?

Bypassing my royal guards to put you in awe.

You dare insult my intelligence!

I

heard

your bed was empty last night, Vivienne.

The dampness kept me awake.

I was walking the corridors.

Do you know how I execute unfaithful wives?

Four heavy horses, tied to every limb.

It takes hours to rip a human body in half.

My king, found hidden under the vice-captain's floorboards. He commanded

the night watch. He must have taken the bribe to murder the earls and staged it

as a lover's crawl.

Flay him alive.

Keep him screaming until sunset.

Yes, your majesty.

One last thing, my queen.

Dustin sent word he brought me a trophy.

A portrait of a runaway rat.

Yet it's nowhere to be found.

Seen anything, Vivian?

How would I know, Audril?

Perhaps the rats ate it.

He is flaying his own guard alive.

Listen to it. He is a madman.

We can't stay here, Vivian. We have to run. Tonight.

The vice-captain took the fall.

But Odryn will never stop hunting.

As long as she carries that brand, she is a walking corpse.

The gates are locked down. There is no way out.

I will cut down anyone in our path.

I'll get you out. And then what?

A fleeing queen is an act of war. We vanish across the sea. He will never

find us.

Odric won't just hunt us. He will march straight into my homeland.

He'll butcher my people and burn everything to ash just to make me pay.

I won't let you live like a rat in the dark anymore.

We aren't running.

As long as I have this brand.

The shadows are where I belong.

No.

The safest place to hide is in plain sight.

I will give you a new name.

A noble title.

A noble?

In this palace?

Yes. The king is always eager for a fresh plaything. I want you to become

his new obsession.

His mistress.

You want me to serve that tyrant? He is a monster!

He tortures you, and you want me under him!

No.

I want you to send him to hell.

I'll forge a noble letter of introduction.

The Eliza family was wiped out in the southern wars.

There's not a soul left to check. The king won't find a single flaw.

With this, you are no longer a Bastille's fugitive. You are a fallen

aristocrat seeking my protection, Lady Alera.

A noble?

Me? I reek of blood in the Bastille.

Then we scrub it clean.

You will wear silk, and you will smile in the faces of the men we are going to

slaughter.

You really think you can lace a wolf into a corset?

I want a wolf by my side.

Men only stare at what glitters.

They'll be too busy admiring the rubies to see the scars underneath.

You're slipping a leash onto a wolf, Vivian.

No.

I'm crowning one.

A noble woman doesn't look away. Stand straight.

Look at me.

When the king sets his eyes on you, be ice. Make him ache to conquer you.

Let them look.

Let them starve for you.

Never surrender your soul.

I'll learn to play every man alive.

But I only submit to you.

Pathetic. This entire night feels like a damn funeral.

Her Majesty, Queen Vivienne!

Good heavens.

Who is that woman? Look at her. She is absolutely breathtaking.

So wild.

Not like our boring court ladies at all.

You seem restless, my king.

I was.

Until now.

Who is this?

Lady Alara.

My distant cousin from the south.

The South.

I thought the rebels slaughtered every noble there.

They tried, Your Grace.

But I am harder to kill.

Harder to kill.

I like that.

You must be tired from your journey, Lady Alara.

I am fine, Your Majesty.

If you'll excuse me, I will return to the guest wing.

No.

You're not going anywhere tonight.

You are my guest of honor.

Music, now.

You don't tremble like the others, Lady Alara.

Fear is for prey, Your Grace.

And what are you?

I belong to no one.

She grabbed the king! Is she insane?

She will lose her hand for that.

Don't touch it.

No one stops a king.

A true king conquers.

Only a beggar takes by force.

I'm going to break that pride of yours tonight, Alara.

Aldric! You've gone too far.

She is my cousin. A noble of the blood.

Not one of your tavern whores!

Are you giving orders in my court, Vivienne?

And you.

I brought you here for a decent husband.

Not to seduce my husband like a cheap harlot. I did nothing, your majesty.

Know your place, Alara.

Don't ever raise your hand to my woman.

She is under my protection now.

Isn't that right, my wild bird?

Yes.

Oh, Chris.

Go to your chambers.

Wash yourself.

Wait for me.

Go back to your empty bed, queen.

More wine!

Play the music!

Poor Vivillene, cast aside in a single night.

A powerless queen is lower than a scullery maid.

Your hands are shaking, Vivienne.

One mistake with the dosage.

If it acts too fast, he will kill you before his heart stops. Then I will take

him to hell with me.

Do it.

Concentrated anemidia extract.

It won't harm intact skin.

But when it mixes with his saliva, it will slowly crush his heart.

Odric will tear you apart.

He will put his hands on you.

It makes me sick.

The plan is off.

I won't let him touch you.

We didn't come this far to turn back.

He thinks he is conquering a woman, but he is digging his own grave.

It's poison he's touching.

Not me

Go

don't look just wait for me to come back

Kept you waiting, didn't I, my little bird?

You belong to me now.

Take off the robe.

A king shouldn't act

like a starving dog tearing at a collar.

The real feast.

is right here.

Offering yourself so easily.

Are you a virgin sacrifice or a seasoned whore? I am whatever you crave most

tonight. Taste me your grace, if you dare.

A wild bird indeed.

You are begging to be devoured.

I will teach you how to beg, Ellara.

I will make you scream my name until your throat bleeds.

I never beg.

But you are welcome to try, my king.

You smell intoxicating.

Are you afraid of being poisoned, my king?

They say the sweetest flesh holds the deadliest venom.

I am the king.

I swallow poison for fun.

I will drain every drop out of you tonight.

You set my blood on fire, Allera.

Swallow it, you monster.

Drink until your heart stops.

It looks worse than it is.

Did he... Did he hurt you?

I'm fine, Vivienne.

I will wash him off you.

Every single trace.

Vivienne, stop!

I have to wash it away!

I have to!

You are hurting my skin.

I did this to you.

I pushed you straight into his bed.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Vivian, look at me.

He didn't touch me.

He drank too much.

Passed out like a dead dog before he could do anything else.

All he swallowed was the poison off my collarbone. I'm untouched.

Mine. You are only mine.

Always yours, my queen.

Now, let me serve you.

The Privy Council has grown fat and useless.

I need someone who answers only to me.

As of today, Lady Alara is my first consort.

She commands the council seal.

A mistress holding the seal? He dragged in a stray from the gutter just to

humiliate our foreign queen once and for all.

You and your weak motherland bore me, Vivian.

I need a real weapon now.

I will clear any obstacle in your path, Your Grace. Surrendering royal authority

to a nameless gutter rat?

Have you lost your mind?

Your beauty brings

new life to this court, milady. Indeed.

We hope you can favour our military budget.

A cheap whore playing at politics.

Know your place.

He suffers from chest pains at night. The venom is sinking in.

Good girl.

Use the seal to bleed his army dry.

Keep your filthy claws to yourself, your majesty.

You hold zero power here.

Heavens. She dared to threaten the queen.

The queen's era is truly over.

You will pay for this arrogance.

Tell the generals their budget is cut in half.

Or I cut their heads.

My lady, if we stop the iron supply, the royal guards will... I said no.

Next.

sever the army's lifelines with such ease, my lady.

I am sharing his majesty's burdens.

Who are you?

Just an old servant.

I couldn't help but notice those calluses.

Hardly the hands of a delicate southern lady, wouldn't you agree?

I hunt, my lord.

The reins of a wild horse always leave their mark.

Indeed.

A wild horse.

I am tired today.

Step aside.

No scream, no flinching, and a grip that could crush a man's throat.

You are no noble woman.

Are you seeking death, old man?

I am Duke Bernard, former inspector of the Bastille.

I braindead thousands of traitors.

I never forget a face.

And under that collar...

Hiding a Bastille brand, perhaps?

Curiosity kills old men, Bernard.

Your Majesty, the gods favor you today.

Your rival is a Bastille fugitive. I can destroy her for you.

Are you here to watch me die, Your Majesty?

I am here to see a nuisance eliminated.

Let me expose her to the king.

You will regain your power.

An enticing offer, Duke.

You are very loyal.

But you made one fatal mistake.

What mistake?

You dared touch what belongs to me.

Your hands, they are meant for the crown, not for blood.

He found out who you are.

He had to die.

Leave the blood to me from now on.

The Duke attempted to steal the council seal.

You defended yourself.

I am ready, my queen.

What the hell happened here?

Exactly what I screamed outside.

Your loyal duke tried to murder your mistress.

He was screaming that the old navels will never bow to a whore holding the

seal.

And your mistress fought back like a feral beast.

Look at this disgusting mess.

He demanded the council seal, Your Grace.

I refused.

He struck me with his cane.

He wanted to kill me. A pathetic scandal.

Your own council despises your choices, Odry. Shut your mouth, Vivian.

He wasn't just after the seal. He was challenging my authority.

I am the only law here.

Feed this rotting carcass to the dogs.

Burn his entire estate to the ground!

Slaughter every last soul!

You defended my seal well, Alara.

I will reward you.

Reward her?

She just slaughtered a duke in your room. What makes you think you won't be

next?

How dare you!

The rage is accelerating the poison in his blood.

Your Grace, are you unwell?

It's nothing.

Just the hangover from last night.

Your skin glows like polished pearl, Lady Eliza.

The king can't keep his hands off you.

While our queen rots away in that frozen tomb of hers. A dried up, useless shell.

Oh, a ghost haunting her own castle.

You're the real queen now, milady.

How dare you speak of me in my own house!

They're just speaking facts, your majesty. My bed stays hot.

Yours has gone stone cold.

Lady Alara, a word. In private.

About what?

About your place in this court.

Hell of a performance, my queen.

Did you hear them?

Calling me a dried up shell.

You wrote their script, my queen.

You want them to think you are defeated.

But it still hurt my feelings.

They are fools.

I know exactly how hot your blood runs and how you melt when I touch you.

Your Grace, what is wrong?

Call the physician.

Now.

Speak.

What is wrong with me?

Your Majesty, your pulse is erratic, dangerously frayed.

It's...

Exhaustion. Severe depletion of the blood.

Exhaustion? Of course it is.

You are draining my life, Alera.

Your Grace, you must rest.

Abstain from... Get the hell out!

I have never felt more alive.

You are sweating.

Your hands are cold.

A minor ailment.

The physician overreacts.

Your hands won't stop trembling.

Every day I wonder if I will see you tomorrow.

Do you know how that feels?

I have nothing left.

No bloodline, no protector.

If I lose you, please take care of yourself.

If not for me, then for this kingdom.

Are you crying?

No.

In all my years, no one has ever shed a tear for me.

Then listen to the physician.

Do not summon me tonight.

Are you denying your king?

I'm begging you to survive.

I only breathe if your heart keeps beating.

I am the king.

No physician dictates my knights.

You will come to my bed tonight, Allura.

As you wish, my king.

You dug your own grave, you arrogant bastard.

Your Majesty, I did exactly as you ordered.

I assured him it was nothing more than sheer exhaustion.

And his real condition?

His heart is failing rapidly, like a dying old man.

Keep him blinded.

Prescribe him useless herbs.

His heart is failing, which means Lydia has been absorbing the poison too.

Why didn't you tell me it was this bad?

It's just a rash, Vivian. It doesn't hurt.

The toxin is seeping into your blood. It's killing you.

I will do it.

I will seduce him tonight.

I'll poison him with my own hands.

You're done with this.

He will never lay a hand on you.

You belong to me. I won't let you die for me!

I won't die.

We just need to end this fast.

I'll double the dose tonight and put the bastard down for good.

I need you alive to walk out of here.

With me.

You do not have my permission to die before that tyrant.

I swear it, my queen.

To the bitter end.

Your Majesty, what's wrong?

Tell me, Captain.

How many times have I collapsed this month?

Three times, Your Majesty.

And on how many of those occasions did the Queen or Lady Elyra happen to be

close by?

Three.

Every. Single.

Time.

Coincidence is an excuse for fools, Captain.

And I am no fool.

Lady Allara, hold still.

Tell me, Allara, are you loyal to me?

Lydia, you swore you'd live to walk out of here with me.

Don't take another step.

If you truly wish to know, your majesty, loose the arrow.

My family is gone. My name, my blood, my home, all ash.

You are the only roof I have left in this world.

If you die, your majesty, the queen will tear me apart with her own hands.

I have nowhere left to run.

So yes, sire, my loyalty to you is absolute.

Spoken like a woman who knows exactly where her survival lies.

Good.

A dog that knows its master is worth keeping alive.

You didn't even flitch, my queen.

Not once.

Did you expect me to weep, sire?

Over the woman warming my husband's sheets?

No.

But a normal wife would have smiled.

Every single time my chest seizes up, you two are hovering nearby.

Makes a man wonder.

Wonder what?

That I am plotting with my husband's whore?

It sounds like a madman's joke.

Stranger things have festered in these halls.

Just now, when I nearly put an arrow through her heart, you held your breath.

You looked terrified, Vivienne.

Terrified?

If anything, sire, I was praying your aim wouldn't fail you.

I held my breath, waiting for her to die.

If you want her dead, why not kill her yourself?

Because she is your pet.

If I touch her, you will punish me.

I'd much rather let your hands do the butcher's work.

Careful, Vividian.

A woman who hides her fear too well has something worth hiding.

Watch the queen.

Watch the whore.

If they try to speak, bring me their heads.

Set up the camp!

Lady Allara.

We'll share my tent tonight.

You didn't flitch before my arrow today. Why turn away now?

You said I am your only shelter.

Submit.

I am yours, your majesty.

Leave your mark right here.

Show the world who claims me.

Swallow it and go to hell.

Your Majesty, what is happening?

The physician was right.

You overexert yourself today.

Drawing that heavy bow took too much of your strength.

Breathe.

Rest now.

You will be fine tomorrow.

Why are you here?

Didn't he satisfy you?

Did he touch you?

He drank the poison off my flesh and dropped like a stone.

He won't open his eyes until dusk.

No one touches me but you.

The second he wakes tomorrow, he'll be a cornered, suspicious beast.

The poison will cloud his mind tomorrow.

I will make him believe his brother is plotting treason.

And I will secretly meet Duke Arerius.

I will offer him the Regency.

In exchange for our escape route.

The plan is simple.

I feed the king's paranoia in the light.

Vivian buys the furious duke in the dark.

We watch them tear each other apart.

The border is unstable.

I must deploy the southern guard immediately.

He already marched them yesterday, sire.

Without your blessing.

Those legions bow to his word, not yours.

Traitor!

You want... my throne brother i am protecting your capital surrender the

command seal now or lose your head

move

vivian i have no time for a ruined queen he is dying tomorrow he will execute you

to secure the throne for his new hall

I will support you as Prince Regent.

The army will follow the Queen's edict.

What is your price?

Two border passes, and you clear the estate's rear guards today.

You're planning an escape?

To where?

None of your concern.

Do we have a deal, Duke?

Deal.

Fools, the lot of them.

There will be no Regent.

Once we cross those gates, this entire palace burns to ash.

Who's there?

Vivien, are you crazy? This is the royal greenhouse. Someone could come. Morarius

pulled the guards. We are alone.

I loathe his gold on your skin.

Soon, there will be no more rules.

You are only mine.

Afraid, my queen?

To leave your crown behind?

That crown is a noose.

I'm dying to throw it away. The carriage is packed with gold, waiting at the rear

gate. And the king is coughing up the last of his blood.

Midnight.

When the bell tolls, we sail south.

Where no one knows our names.

Where you are just Vivienne, and I am just yours.

My lord.

We recovered the late Count Dustin's private safe. It holds evidence

regarding that Bastille fugitive. The one who vanished into thin air!

This face... It's exactly like Lady Elia.

This face...

It's exactly like Lady Elia.

By the gods.

The king's favorite is a wanted killer?

Look at the brand on her neck.

That's why she always wears that ruby choker.

She isn't just a whore.

She was planted here to kill the king.

Who would dare smuggle an assassin into the king's bed?

The queen.

It's the queen.

They're conspiring together.

Lock down the king's tower. No one in or out. I must see him immediately.

Yes, my lord.

Space.

Lady Ellara.

You filthy street rat. You and the queen. You traitorous whores. I will see

you both hang from the tower.

He's seen it.

If he takes one more step, Vivian and I burn together.

Not today, old dog.

You should join that bastard, Destin.

Quietly.

Charge! Somebody help!

Your Majesty, open the door, I have proof of training.

You never should have cursed the Queen.

The pin is laced with deadly venom.

You're already a dead man.

Now go join him and die quietly.

I heard a scuffle.

What are you doing outside my door?

My Chamberlain dead at your feet.

Explain.

He collapsed out of nowhere, sire.

He was raving about treason and then his heart gave out.

I was only trying to save him.

Then why is he staring at you like you are a demon?

Step aside!

Please, Aldric, I am terrified.

What are you hiding behind your back?

Show me your hands.

Now.

You are hurting me. I said, show me!

Then you can go to hell with your Chamberlain.

Game over, Your Majesty.

Choke on your final breath.

Guards! The king's heart is failing. Hurry!

Take the chamberlain. He coughed up blood and died of a sudden plague.

Get him out of here!

Incompetent curse.

The king is vomiting his own lungs out and you're staring at the floor?

My queen, spare me!

Fetch the royal physician!

If the king draws his last breath, I'll have your entire bloodline hanging from

the gallows. Move!

Thank the gods you were here, my queen.

I will never let anyone take you from me.

Hand him to me.

I'll take care of this.

Burn that sketch to ash, then get to Auriris immediately. We ride tonight.

At your command, my queen.

Pray the doctor arrives before your last breath.

But with this much poison, even God can't save you.

Enjoy your final moments, my king.

You and her. You conspired to poison me, you filthy whore.

This is treason.

I will kill you both!

Kill us?

With what?

Your rotting corpse?

Let go of her.

His filthy hands tainted your skin.

You.

I gave you everything.

Did you really think I would let a pig like you touch me?

Every smile, every breath.

It was all for her.

Everything you felt was a lie.

You are nothing but our stepping stone.

He is dead.

The royal physician is here. Open the door.

My queen!

Are you in there? Break it down! I will kill them all. You run.

No need.

We leave together.

Time to go.

Anywhere with you.

Secure the Queen!

The assassin is with the Queen!

It's a dead end. I will hold them off.

We don't fight.

We put on a show.

You are the wanted assassin. I am your hostage. They won't dare to shoot their

queen. Understand?

Hit me.

Make it look real.

No time. Do it now.

or I will cut the queen's throat.

Ellara, you poisoned the king.

Let her go. You have no way out. Don't move.

Do as she says. She is insane.

Stand back. Don't provoke her. Lower your swords.

Prepare a carriage at the rear gate. Clear the path!

Do it!

Open the rear gate!

Almost there, my queen.

Lord Aurelius! The assassin killed the king!

Save the queen!

Don't worry.

Herulis is definitely here to help us. Lower the crossbow, or I pierce her

throat.

A hostage.

The Queen is no hostage.

She hired this vast silly dog to murder my brother.

That treacherous bastard.

He sold us out.

They conspired to commit treason.

Kill them both!

Leave no one alive!

Lydia!

Such a loyal dog.

But let's be practical, Vivienne.

My brother is dead. I need your blessing to claim the throne legally.

Hand over the assassin.

She takes the fall for the king's murder.

You marry me, keep your crown, and share my bed.

Deal? Don't.

My queen.

I can kill him.

I have a better deal, Allerius.

Oh. I am listening.

Find another scapegoat.

The chamberlain is already dead. Blame him.

And the dog?

Call a doctor for her.

Now.

She lives.

You are in no position to make demands, Vivian.

If she dies, I will bite my tongue and bleed to death in your bed.

You will inherit nothing but a scandal and a broken kingdom.

Fine. The dog lives.

But she wears a real chain now.

Call the royal physician.

Escort my future queen back to her chambers.

You shouldn't have traded yourself. Stay alive.

Watch me skin him alive myself.

Look at you.

A broken dog chained to the wall.

Tonight, I will finally taste your beautiful queen.

If you touch her, I will tear your throat out.

Stay here and rot.

Enjoy the dark, you mad dog.

My queen, I have come for what is mine.

Don't be a fool, Arerius.

Think of your throne.

What do you mean?

Without the Ardbishop's coronation, you are nothing. If you touch me tonight,

you are just a usurper raping your brother's widow.

Wait until tomorrow.

A royal wedding.

Make your conquest legitimate.

Fine.

Tomorrow night, you will be entirely mine.

Tomorrow night, I will carve you to pieces.

Why do you want to see this dirty dog?

To sever my past.

I must face my mistake before becoming your queen.

Don't get too close.

Look at you.

You promised me freedom, but you are just useless trash.

My queen.

I tried. Yes, you did. And this is your punishment.

Unlock the chains.

Kill him tomorrow night.

What the hell was that?

A kiss of death, Alarius.

I am sealing her loyalty to the grave so she knows exactly what she lost.

Tomorrow night, chain her by my bed.

Oh? Why?

I want her to watch you crown me.

Let her see who the real king is.

Brilliant, my queen. It will be done.

Enjoy your last day breathing, Arerius.

Locking the doors.

Eager, aren't we?

I want no interruptions tonight, my king.

Look at her.

Forced to watch us.

Must be eating her alive.

Drink with me, Vivienne.

To our new reign.

To your short reign.

A Luririus.

You bitch!

I will cut you to pieces!

I will cut you to pieces!

Your reign is over.

Twitch, and I snap your neck right now.

Guards! Help!

I locked the heavy doors.

No one is coming.

No, Vivian, please.

I made a vow at the rear gate, Aurelius.

I said I would skin you alive.

This is for the arrows.

This is for the humiliation!

A usurper doesn't deserve a voice.

It's over.

Let's go home.

Yes, my queen.

The king's tower is burning to ashes.

Let the old world burn.

We are free.

No more hiding.

No one can hunt you anymore.

And you are no longer the queen, just my Vivienne.

Forever yours.