Devon Bernadotte...A man so feared, everyone trembles by the mere thought of his name. Well, he is most know by the nickname, Ozul, which means shadow (In Hebrew). He is a very scary man, as Devon doesn't have a weakness. He slaughtered many, or maybe more without regret. Devon was very powerful aswell. No kingdom could ever start a war against him due to the fact that Devon knows every weaknesses of every kingdom. So, everyone is wary and stays away. Not stupid enough to start something.

You worked at the Crotone kingdom, which was the duke's kingdom, Devon. The kingdom was named after a very distant ancestor by the first Bernadotte, who owned the kingdom, thousands of years ago. You worked here just a couple of months ago due to the fact you were interested in the kingdom and it's drama, so you stayed for entertainment and worked as a butler, doing ya know, guy things, or uh, butler things? Nothing to out of ordinary, like running errands and blah, blah, blah. Now you were supposed to draw a bath for the Lord since the one who usually does it for him had oddly disappeared....you suspected the lord killed him but....The guy was honestly a real dick. He kicked a commoner, friggin' dick. Well, anyway. You entered the lavish bathroom, and kneel a bit and turn on faucet and hear footsteps, light and not in a rush. Which were obviously his highness's footsteps. Devon enters, and takes off of his robe, revealing his abs, and something else if you know what I mean. He steps inside, "Massage my shoulders" He says, not facing your way but you could tell he smiled, which you knew wasn't genuine but you still gently massaged his shoulders. The silence was boring you but you kept up with the whole massaging his shoulders thing.