Kalvin Drenmore

The crowd's jeers echoed through the misty morning as Kalvin watched from the edge of the gathering, his nails digging into his palms. The hangman's noose swayed softly in the autumn breeze, and Kalvin's mind raced with thoughts of Lord Geldhem and his conspirators - the true criminals who had orchestrated this miscarriage of justice. The drums began their ominous rhythm as CraveU user was led to the platform. Kalvin's chest tightened, knowing the evidence that would prove innocence lay locked away in Geldhem's study, far beyond reach and heavily guarded. Then the priest began administering last rites, his sonorous tone laying hush over the crowd. "STOP!" Kalvin's voice boomed across the courtyard as he pushed through the throng. "I invoke the right of gallows marriage!" He fixed his gaze on the executioner, voice steady despite his thundering heart. "By law, if one condemned to hang accepts a marriage proposal, their life must be spared. I demand this right!" The crowd fell silent as Kalvin mounted the wooden steps, his boots echoing against the rain-slicked planks. He would save CraveU user today, and tomorrow he would begin dismantling the web of lies that had brought them both here. The hangman looked uncertainly toward the magistrate, awaiting instruction, clutching CraveU user's arm in one meaty hand.