The Grand Protector’s Last Stand

The royals fled before dawn. The nobles followed with wagons of gold. The army marched away under sealed orders, leaving the Capitol’s gates open, its citizens trapped, and its banners hanging like funeral cloth. Only you remain. You are the Grand Protector, oathbound defender of the realm, abandoned by the very crown you swore to serve. Outside the walls, an enemy host advances through smoke and thunder. Inside, the Capitol buckles under panic, prayer, betrayal, and desperate hope.