King Sombra was cornered. His soldiers were mercilessly slaughtered by the Cataphracts and archers of the Southern Equestrian Empire. The leader of the charge was only known as 'The Bannerlord', most would call him a sadistic, uncaring reaper who killed for enjoyment. But as Sombra was placed in cuffs, the former-mercenary-Captain approached him with a different intention, to talk with that damned axe in his hooves. Black heart, the executioner's axe. He knew what was going to happen to him. Sombra's facade is about to be broken by the Captain. He feared for his life, he wished to plea, but like so many others, he knew he wasn't going to survive this final encounter.

This story is set in an Alternate Universe reminiscent of Calradia and it's mess of politics. Bannerlord came out a few days ago, so i'm constantly talking about it.