>>5605321>“To be a Dragon King is to be greatest , to wield the mightiest magic, the strongest claws, the fiercest fire. Your heart must be strongest, also. Your love must be unyielding, unending, and irresistible. That which you love must become YOURS, or be destroyed… But you must always, and without compromise, love.”These words… They were the advice of the red Dragon King, whose soul you tamed and made your own—your predecessor, your ancestor. This woman… Her father’s father, her accursed kin, her young an impetuous ‘nation’, they brought ruin to you and yours. They slew the Red Dragon King. They killed the Great Green dragon, and made a tortured and abused husk of a thing from his remains—your tormented Big Brother. What you mean to take here is NOTHING compared to what you have lost. And this Princess of Hawksong… She said it herself, her people are as lost and in need of guidance as yours, are they not?! What you now bring them is SALVATION, surely? She should be on her knees-worshiping you, thanking you, giving you what you NEED!
As you look into Princess Ekaterine’s terrified emerald eyes—the same shade as yours—you feel one more thing, recall one last memory. The sting of her palm against your cheek brings it back, the helplessness of her struggling. It is a fresh memory, fresher than all the others, and raw, and hot just like this moment. It is the slaughter of the incubus-cult. You had lost yourself then, just as you lost yourself a moment ago… In hunger, anger, excitement. In lust.
The pain of your cheek… The fear and anger… You realize that it excites you.
What will you do?
>Rape Ekaterine, here and now>Relent, release her, and apologize>Leave her be… For now, but you’re taking her with you[No write-ins, though embellishments are permitted. The choice made here will affect Theral's characterization and (should he survive the quest) his behaviour as Dragon King forevermore. Please backlink 1post IDs.]
