-Monet sharpens her knife as she glares at her husband-
Monet whispers to Jocelyn - You know how you don't like being so far from the throne.
-Jocelyn looks at Monet confused-
Monet whispers - Take your shot.
-Jocelyn points her bow and arrow at Ronny-
Monet whispers - Shoot. Do it.
*5 YEARS EARLIER*
-Jocelyn sees her family being murdered-
Jocelyn cries - AHHHHHHH!
-Ronny hugs her-
Ronny - It's okay, it's okay, it's okay.
*MODERN DAY*
-Jocelyn holds her arrow in position and breathes heavily-
*IN THE HOUSE OF GRAYBROOK*
-Chrom sighs and puts his sword in his belt and goes into his father's room-
Lord Graybrook, whom is sick and coughing - Chrom... You are going to have to take over sooner than expected.
Chrom - I can't. I am a fighter. Not a ruler.
Lord - I don't have much longer.
Chrom - I can take over later, but not now. The war...
Lord - Nurse Jacqueline predicts I am gone by nightfall.
Chrom - Dad.
Lord - I trust you, much more than I trust Romdy or Rain. You are next in line. Please do this for me.
Chrom whimpers - Dad.
Lord - You have to do this... Please.
-Chrom storms out and runs out to the woods, breaking and lies down in the middle of the trees-
*THE GLASS SHIRE KEEP HOUSE*
-A near 80 year old woman sits in her throne, her legs crossed, drinking wine-
Cornelys walks up to her - Mom. You are 80 years old, don't you want to finally pass your throne down to me?
Olyffe laughs hysterically - Please, as if a pansy ass man like you can even live up to half the expectations I've set free to this kingdom. You can't even keep a wife for more than 25 years before she killed herself. Your kids hate you, and quite frankly you're just a disappointment. You may go and don't offend me with that question one more time or I'll get my personal soldier to decapitate you for stupidity.
Cornelys - Well... Sorry then. -walks away-
-Olyffe drinks another sip of wine and smiles-
*IN THE WOODS OUTSIDE THE IRONCLAD FORT*
-Alyssa is hunting with her bow and arrow-
King Graig Fionel - ALYSSA. ALYSSA.
-Alyssa hides behind a tree-
Grain sighs and puts down a flier - THE BALL IS COMING SOON. WE EXPECT YOU TO BE THERE.
-Alyssa peaks her head out and he's gone, so she crawls to the flier and reads it-
Alyssa mumbles - It's my time.
*THE ELDEN HOUSE*
Lana walks to her parents - Mom. Why are you making me get married to someone I don't even know?!
Chaila - It's needed if we want to make nice with other lesser families to get their kids to support us in war PLUS every Princess needs a Prince and if you want to take over one day... This is your prince!
Lana - Were you and dad arranged?
Chaila - No, but it was a terrible mistake that was only made because of you and because I was next in line and my parents were passing the throne down.
Lana - I don't think this is a good idea.
Chaila - Don't worry. Just remember... -pulls her close and hugs her- It's for the best. If anything happens to us... You AND Mrin can take over and carry on our legacy.
*HORNEDGE HOUSE*
-Corletta walks outside and sees a fight going on-
Corletta a runs out, noticing swords being drawn and runs into the middle of it - STOP STOP STOP! Don't be stupid!
-The fighters keep running at each other and push her out of the way-
Corletta - STOP! -grabs a rock and throws it at them- STOP!
-King Marco grabs her and carries her away-
Marco - WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!
Corletta, crying - THEY ARE GOING TO GET THEMSELVES KILLED, I CAN NOT LET THAT HAPPEN, IT IS WRONG.
