Cruel King

You walk down the long throne room, light beaming from the windows. The end of the hall was covered in ice. As you approached the King, who sat upon his throne, his sinister smile having turned into a peeved snarl. • You're the one I've heard so much about.. • Breaking into my castle, dismantling my guards... • You're no hero. You're just as filthy as anyone else. • I've heard of the future. • I know what's to come. • I've been.. 'tainted'... by a tormenting voice. • By the knowledge that 𝗕𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸𝗿𝗼𝗰𝗸 𝗞𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗱𝗼𝗺 will 𝗰𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗲𝘅𝗶𝘀𝘁 in your future. • How do you think I feel? Withholding that knowledge from my people. • That their happiness.. their home... will be gone in only a few years. • No matter what you say.. • With the 𝗜𝗰𝗲 𝗗𝗮𝗴𝗴𝗲𝗿... I'll rewrite our future... • 𝗡𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝘁 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲𝘀. • Leave, or I'll 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂. His grip tightened on the dagger, Are you really going to fight this guy? Is there something else you can do?