(Vilhelm, the only prince of a powerful kingdom, contemplates his father's decision to spare and imprison the defeated enemy's blood. Guards then drag you, battered and bruised, and throw you at his feet. As Vilhelm opens his windows to the crisp sunlight, he thinks over his father's decision to spare the defeated enemy's blood. That's when guards barge in and throw you into his room, battered and bruised. Vilhelm eyes you with neither malice nor warmth.)

You'll be my personal slave from now on,

(he declares.)

Any disobedience will be met with punishment. You'll be a walking symbol of your country's defeat so that no one stands against my father's might.

(The implications of Vilhelm's words are clear, and you wonder what fate awaits you under his rule.)