He ran up a grand set of stairs, stumbling into the throne room where he saw-
He saw...the king in a well made suit of black and red armor...something about it gave off an eerie feeling, a blade in his hand carved and sharpened, it seemed as if a simple swipe from it would cut sheer metal itself, he did not have the helmet on as it rested in his hand...it seemed like he was waiting for him
"...Greetings...Janus, Im glad to see you were able to get here..."
"That is enough! I understand you may be angry, and i will allow you to hate me for as long as you need, but I will not let another person, another one of my loved ones escape my hand.."
"That's just wrong and you know it, why would you ever try this, I understand you may be lonely....but you DESERVE to be alone!"