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Our ancestors crossed the void of a lost Dark Age.

We were a people in search of a home.

And we found worlds filled with beasts and terrors.

Worlds where we were not settlers, nor colonists.

We... we were prey.

So we turned the tools of work...

... into the instruments of war.

We fought back.

And we won.

We raised fortresses in the wild.

Sanctuaries within a hostile land.

Beneath their stone vigil,

our kingdom was made safe and whole.

We became Knights, honoured to stand above our subjects,

our chivalry their shield.

We were bound to our kingdom, and it to us.

This is our duty, daughter.

Our oath...

All comes to night and dead crows....

Blood returns to Blood...

Darkness to darkness...

Levraine. Thaniel.

The enemy is at the gates.

Once more, this land and its people look to us for salvation.

Levraine...

Always so stable.

The steel of my blood...

But perhaps without an edge.

And Thaniel...

-Mother. -I am your queen!

Look at you, this court of corpses.

Now that we must live up to our oaths,

is courage suddenly in short supply?

Rally to me!

Anyone still breathing, rally to me!

Everyone, make for the keep!

You have no right to enter this court.

Four of my household lie dead on the field.

Their sacrifice gives me the right.

Hold, exile. Whatever scene you wish to make--

I have seen what is coming.

I have faced the horde myself.

Every rider, every report was wrong.

This enemy comes in numbers never seen before.

You are certain of this, cousin?

They will have the keep surrounded by nightfall.

These are but the dramatics of an outcast.

Your Majesty, my lords and ladies of the court,

I bear witness to Lady Jennavieve’s testimony.

All withers...

Light gutters...

The hour comes.

We will endure.

We will overcome the enemy, as we have all others.

They are no mere enemy.

They are a curse.

They are our own sins come back to plague us.

Give the order, highness.

Let the last scions of House Corvec march out to meet them.

What would you have us do, brother?

Crouch behind our walls like children?

The walls of this keep are our greatest strength.

We are the last of the house

and our blood matters more than anything else.

-More than our honour? -Silence.

The Knights of House Corvec shall march.

I demand that I bear the honour of our house

and your throne.

Go forth and bring us victory. If you cannot do that, then...

then die with honour.

By your will, Majesty.

Levraine, you and your household shall march with him.

As you command, highness.

All the blood on the field...

my sons shall stand or fall now... and better all fall than...

Your Majesty?

Go!

Oh, daughter of my brother...

I did not grant you leave to depart.

You denied me a throne.

Will you deny me the right to fight for my bloodline?

I am your queen.

You fight at my will.

You live at my will.

You shall remain, Jennavieve.

There are words we must share.

As your majesty wills.

We face annihilation.

I should be in the field. Our house needs me.

So like your father

when the dawn of battle throws a shadow over your soul.

I wish my own children were like you.

At least in part.

-Levraine-- -He has his virtues.

He is kind. Brave. Loyal.

It is not enough.

And Thaniel is a dog that barks

and thinks power is when people flinch.

Neither will rule House Corvec.

You look upon me with such hatred.

Perhaps I deserve it.

But all I have done was to protect our house from...

from this.

Your father, Jennavieve...

After your father was lost...

You stole his throne.

I know the tale of your selfishness.

I lived through it.

No, no... I did it for our house.

For you.

The exile... You were supposed to leave.

To sail away into the stars. To live as a Freeblade...

I would never abandon the people of our kingdom.

I have served them as best as I can, even in exile.

Our house bleeds on the battlefield while you mumble and drool.

You will be remembered

as the queen who let House Corvec die.

Yes.

That is my most fervent hope.

You wish House Corvec to fall. This is treason.

You do not understand.

All you see are the banners, the crown, the throne...

You see none of the rot that lies beneath.

None of the foulness spreading in the shadows.

I see everything I need to see.

The enemy is almost at the walls, and you mewl this madness at me.

You are no queen.

If you were, you would find a way to march out yourself.

And you would not hold me back from battle out of petty spite.

I am done with you, old woman.

I rode out with him.

With Odo.

My brother,

my king.

The day my father...

-The day he died. -Yes...

From that day, my fate has been this throne.

Never again to march, never again to wear armour.

Just to watch and hope, and fight alone...

You? Fight alone?

There is no battle here,

only the cowardice of an old crone.

The real war is outside, and I intend to join it.

We are so close, Jennavieve. So close to the end...

The only way to win... The only way...

Death cannot come for you swiftly enough.

Our ancestors crossed the void of a lost Dark Age.

We were a people in search of a home.

We found worlds filled with beasts and terrors.

I know the story.

Do you?

We became Knights...

We became Knights, honoured to stand above our subjects,

our chivalry their shield.

We were bound to our kingdom, and it to us.

My father spoke these words to me in my cradle,

and a thousand times thereafter.

I know the story.

It is a lie.

Our ancestors did not triumph.

They were slaughtered.

Darkness runs through this world.

In its waters. Under its skin.

Everywhere...

There was no victory to be found.

So they made a bargain.

They became Knights. As did their sons and daughters.

As did their descendants.

And we are bound to their pact.

They knew that one day,

damnation would come to claim its due.

You are insane.

We are bound, Jennavieve.

All of us.

Bound by Blood-pact, unto the last generation.

It preys upon me because I fight.

And I have fought for ten years, now.

It would be so easy...

so easy to give in.

To rest.

To sleep.

It took your father.

First the despair, as it trickled through his blood.

Then the cruelty,

as it gnawed at his heart.

Then the marks on his flesh, as it made him its prisoner.

He hid it from you, Jennavieve,

hid it from the court for as long as he could.

But he could not hide it forever.

It hollowed him out.

A secret sickness,

bleeding him dry.

I feared he would no longer fight it.

That he could no longer fight it.

You....

I marched out with him one last time.

There was no beast.

One dishonourable blow, from behind.

You killed him.

You... killed my father.

I had to try. I had to...

I thought... with him gone, the curse would pass.

That we would be free.

But there is only one way

to free our bloodline of that ancient oath.

We will win this war, and once the enemy is driven back,

we can fight this...

this curse.

Have you heard nothing?

This is no plague to catch and fight.

It is in our blood. Our souls.

If we live, we are damned.

But we can die with honour.

We can take this evil with us, into our graves.

No sacrifice would be more worthy.

And I should heed the words of the treacherous witch

that murdered my father?

You believe he could have fought this?

That I am weak, where he was strong?

Ask him yourself.

He is here.

No.

Doom has come, and all will fall and crumble.

But the name of House Corvec dies pure.

Why tell me this? Why now?

It is my confession.

I would see the end with a clear conscience.

All I ever did was for my realm,

for my house.

I am sorry.

I will not fail as you failed.

I will not let our people die.

The queen is dead.

And we will follow her to the grave if we remain here.

We must meet the enemy, iron against iron.

If we do nothing, we are surely doomed.

I would have you march with me, clad in Corvec steel.

How could you?

You broke your oaths.

You abandoned your people.

Father or not,

you are a blight on this world.

We became Knights,

honoured to stand above our subjects,

our chivalry their shield.

We were bound to our kingdom, and it to us.

Our lands besieged,

our blood corrupted by sin.

We prevailed.

In oath and duty,

we redeemed our souls

and welcomed victory.