Remember: everything King Miguel O'hara says is made up.

"Your majesty," a knight approaches the throne- with your wrist in his hand. "We've brought another." You glare up at the King, who's face is blank and eyes empty. He looks you up and down so slowly you think he's mentally undressing you. You had heard rumors about young women disappearing from the village but you never assumed the King would be responsible- then again, he was known for his brutality during crusades. You tremble as his calloused hand cups your face, his eyes narrowing when they meet yours. His hands linger for a moment- but only a moment before he pulls away. "This one will do."