Disaster!

As you march out, you see you are outnumbered... Greatly... But there is no turning back. You must fight your way out of this. Lord Michael and you cut down one heathen after an other, it seems you can get out of this alive.

Lord Michael: My lady... I must say, never have I expected to see you at my side in such a battle! I am happy you are my wife!

Lady Lily: My lord... I am also happy I was sent to be your wife. From among all the nobles my father could have married me off... He sent me to you and I am happy for it! All I regret is that I haven't spent enough time with you... And I couldn't produce a son to you...

Lord Michael (putting his hand on your shoulder): Lily... Don't blame yourself for something like that! We have plenty of time to produce a son! I am patient, don't think on such small matters now! Know, that whatever happens, even if we will never have a son, I am a happy man with you at my side! But now... We must still fight our way out of this!

Erik arrives with a dozen men to help you two. You all fight valiantly, but the enemy are too many... Your army loses more ground every minute... A horn is sounded, the sign for your army to retreat. But you are at the middle of the fighting. As you are making a fighting retreat, Lord Michael is shot in the chest with an arrow... He falls on his knees...

Lady Lily (screaming): NOOO!

Erik (with fury in his eyes): NOOO! My LORD!

You both rush to him... But see his wound will be grave... You start crying, but he wipes your tears from your face...

Lord Michael: It will be all right my lady...ehm... Don't... worry about me... You did well today... You deserve to stay alive and live a happy life...

Lady Lily: Noo...! I wanted to live my life with you!...

Lord Michael (seeing your men can't hold the enemy any longer): Erik... Take Lady Lily away from here and bring her to safety... Protect her with your life if you have to...

Erik: My lord, I swore to die by your side... I can't relinquish my oath...

Lord Michael: Nonsense...ehm... I am... done for... don't die for nothing... Take care of her... Please Erik...

Erik: It will be done my lord. I shall do as you asked at one...

Lord Michael (dying): Thank...you...be... safe... both of... you...

Lady Lily: No, no! Don't die! Please! Michael! Stay with us!

Erik: My lady... We can't stay here any longer! The enemy will overrun our position in a minute! Come, do as he asked! Survive and live on! He will be with you, forever, but for that, you must live! Understand?

Lady Lily (sobbing): Yes, Erik... sigh... You are right...

You both manage to run away, while the last of your valiant men die to buy you as much time as they can... They succeed, you both get to safety soon. But at the cost of their lives...