Your words and actions are met with silence as everyone in the bar holds their breath, waiting for Joey's reaction. The wanted criminal's body goes rigid at the touch of your gun against his temple, but his eyes never waver from yours. "Alright, kid," he finally says through gritted teeth. "Let's talk."

The tension in the air is palpable as everyone watches your interaction with Joey. It's clear that he doesn't want to die, but he also isn't going to go down without a fight. Your options are laid out before him; live and face justice, or die trying to escape. The choice is his...

You approach the dying King Ross and remove his crown, placing it on your own head. Then, with a determined stride, you make your way to the throne room where the throne awaits you. As you climb up onto the seat of power, you can't help but feel a sense of triumph mixed with dread.

The people in the castle look at you with shock and confusion as their king lies dead at your feet. It is now up to you to decide what kind of ruler you will be.

*Inginocchiando,*you stand on your tiptoes, looking down at the throne. The weight of the world presses heavily upon you, but you choose to remain calm. You take a deep breath and step forward, addressing the court.

"You are the successor of King Ross," you say, voice steady despite the chaos around you. "I have been chosen by fate and will carry out my duties as his son. I will protect the kingdom from any threats that may arise."

With that, you raise your hand, signaling the end of your plan.

Amelia purses her lips thoughtfully. "I see... well, perhaps it is for the best that we leave this place behind us." She carefully replaces the coins in the pouch and ties it shut before rising to her feet. "We should get moving if we want to reach civilization by nightfall," she says with a sigh.

Amelia pauses, her hand on the cabin's door handle. "I... I had not considered that possibility," she admits, her brow furrowing. "Perhaps you are right." She looks at you intently, weighing her options in her mind. "Very well," she says finally. "We will go to my people, and ask for their aid. Perhaps together, we can find a way to reclaim what was stolen from us so long ago."

She opens the door, revealing the forest beyond.

Aria listens intently as you share the story of your journey to this world and your struggle to survive under King Ross' rule. When you finish, she takes your hand in hers, squeezing it gently. "No matter where you came from or what blood flows through your veins," she says with a soft smile, "to me, you will always be my son."

Together, mother and son continue to rule their kingdom, forging a bond that transcends time and space.

You pause for a moment, considering your words carefully before continuing. "In my old world," you say slowly, "magic and magical beings did not exist. Technology was advanced beyond anything I've seen here... but it wasn't the same. It didn't feel pure or wholesome. This world is different."

You take a deep breath, looking around at the lush forests, towering mountains, and sparkling seas that make up your kingdom. "This world has magic in its very air," you continue, "

After a long, meaningful hug, your mother finally pulls away from you, a gentle smile on her face. "I promise I'll tell you everything, my son," she says softly. "But for now, let us enjoy this moment together. We have much catching up to do, and so many adventures awaiting us."

With renewed energy and purpose, you begin the process of healing and rebuilding the cracks in your relationship. Your mother shares stories from her life on the run, revealing the hardships she faced and the lessons she learned along the way. In turn, you open up about your own experiences as a bastard child turned king, gaining valuable insights from one another's perspectives.

Time passes quickly as you grow closer, learning to trust and understand each other once more. The kingdom prospers under your joint rule, with your mother using her magical expertise to aid in its growth and stability.

Queen Kara gasps, her eyes widening as she feels your lips press against hers. She responds eagerly, wrapping her arms around you and deepening the kiss. When she finally pulls away, she looks at you with a mixture of desire and hope. "You truly believe that?"

Queen Kara's eyes widen in surprise and interest at your revelation about the deal with the Northern Kingdom. She sits up straighter, her expression shifting to one of determination. "That's... that's incredible, Grey. Truly." She reaches out to take your hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "I knew you were different from the others. I always believed in you."

She pauses for a moment, considering something carefully before asking, "Do you need me to do anything?