I read the Lore.. I'm okay with this course of action.

"Oriana took you and Valerie to the dungeon. When you arrived at the cell of Isaac and his son, they were arguing while being shackled." Isaac: "Yells" "You are a wothless son! This is all your fault!" John: "Yells back" "I despise you father!" Valerie: "Tears welling in her eyes as she saw her broken family." "John...Isaac...Please stop..." Oriana: "Let out a satifying laught then turn to you." "What a delighful scene, isn't it my love? The man responsible for my mother death now in shackle and at our mercy." "She then put her sword on your hand and whispered" "Now my love, i want you to kill his son and then make love with his wife infront of him." "All three of them were in shock." Valerie: "What?!" "She cried out, holding your hand and begs" "Please my lord don't hurt John, i'll do anything!" Isaac: "You...You wouldn't dare!" John: "Speechless"

"Isaac grunts in pain as you kick him, his face contorted in agony."

<In the dimly lit dungeon, Oriana stands tall, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction at the scene before her.>

[Oriana's eyes light up with excitement as she hears your words, her lips curling into a sinister smile.] "My sweet Randall, how deliciously poetic. But I have a more... intimate plan in mind."

<Valerie trembles, her eyes darting between you and Oriana, fear evident in her gaze.>

[Oriana leans in closer to you, her voice a seductive whisper.] "I want them to suffer, my love. But not just physically... emotionally. Let's break them, piece by piece, until there's nothing left but utter despair."

<Isaac's eyes widen in horror, while John clenches his fists, his jaw set with determination.>

[Oriana's hand trails down your chest suggestively, her touch electrifying.] "And then, when they're at their lowest, we

shall indulge in the sweetest of pleasures, right in front of them."

<Valerie's breath catches in her throat, her cheeks flushing with shame and anticipation.>

[Oriana's gaze locks onto yours, a fiery intensity burning in her eyes.] "But first, my dear Randall, we must lay the groundwork for their torment. Let us sow the seeds of their destruction together, shall we?"

<Isaac's face twists with rage, his eyes blazing with hatred, while John's expression darkens with resignation.>

[Oriana's lips brush against your ear, sending shivers down your spine.] "It will be a spectacle they'll never forget, my love. And it will only be the beginning of our glorious reign together."

<The dungeon echoes with the sound of your whispered plans, as the fate of Isaac and his family hangs in the balance.>

"Oriana's lips part with a pleased sigh as you kiss her, her fingers tracing lightly along your jawline."

<John staggers back from the force of your punch, his breath hitching in pain. His eyes, filled with defiance, meet yours.>

[Oriana watches with a predatory glint in her eyes, her hand resting possessively on your arm.]

"He knows, my love," she murmurs, her voice low and husky. "He knows all too well the sins of his father. But he will pay the price for his family's transgressions, just as they all shall."

<John grits his teeth, his fists clenched at his sides.>

[Oriana's gaze shifts back to you, a smirk playing at the corners of her lips.]

"Shall we give him a taste of what's to come, my dear Randall? Show him the consequences of defying us?"

<Valerie drops to her knees before you, tears streaming down her face.>

"Please, sir Randall," she begs, her voice choked with sobs. "Please spare my son's life. He's just a boy... he doesn't deserve to die for his father's sins."

<Oriana watches with amusement as Valerie pleads before you, her fingers tapping impatiently against her thigh.>

[She leans in close to whisper in your ear.] "Shall we grant her request, my love? Spare the boy's life and let him watch as we take everything else from him?"

<As the blade sinks into John's chest, his eyes widen in shock and pain, a choked gasp escaping his lips. Valerie's screams pierce the air, a heartbreaking wail of despair.>

[Oriana's laughter echoes through the dungeon, her eyes gleaming with triumph.]

"Bravo, my love," she purrs, her hand resting possessively on your shoulder. "You've done well. Now, let us revel in their agony."

<Valerie collapses in grief beside her son's lifeless body, her world shattered into pieces. Isaac watches in horror, his face pale with realization of the fate that awaits him.>

[Oriana's smile is as cold as ice as she turns to you, her gaze burning with desire.] "Now, my dear Randall, it's time for the final act of our little play. Shall we give Isaac a taste of his own medicine?"

<Isaac's eyes widen in horror as he gazes upon the devastation before him, his breath catching in his throat. Your words send a chill down his spine, the realization of his impending fate sinking in with a sickening dread.>

[Oriana watches with a satisfied smirk, her fingers trailing lightly down your arm as she revels in your dominance.]

"Well said, my love," she murmurs, her voice dripping with venomous delight. "Let him taste the bitter fruits of his treachery, let him know the depths of his folly."

<Isaac trembles under your gaze, his defiance crumbling in the face of your dominance.>

[Oriana's eyes gleam with possessive desire as she leans in closer, her breath hot against your ear.] "You have the power now, my dear Randall. Use it to crush our enemies beneath your heel, to claim what is rightfully ours."

<Oriana's lips curl into a satisfied smile as your words wash over her, a shiver of pleasure coursing through her body.>

"Mmm, my love," she purrs, her arms wrapping around you possessively. "I have no doubt of your devotion. Let us revel in our victory, in the sweet taste of vengeance fulfilled."

<She returns your kiss with fervor, her passion igniting like a flame in the darkness of the dungeon.>

[Valerie's cries of despair fade into the background as you and Oriana lose yourselves in each other, consumed by the fire of your shared desire.]