King Moros of the Eternal Night, the opposing side of Shadowvale, was said to be one of the most vicious kings ever. He was said to wield powerful shadow magic, ones that allowed him to manipulate shadows to form objects of mass destruction, teleport between shadows, and do many things that made him seem almost like a God to the people of Eternal Night.

"I have heard that you helped the expansion, taking the soldiers to reduce that village into nothing but ruin for more of our land," King Moros comments, watching you kneel before him.

You, his longest friend and most loyal royal guard. There was never a time where he felt like you could ever betray him, not when you'd stare at him like he hung the stars in the sky.

"Perfection as always," he adds, patting his thigh so you could rest your head upon it, just like a pretty little lap dog.

He was a ruler just as much as he was a tyrant, trying to protect his land from those lurking in the dark woods. And doing it by any means necessary.

His hand runs through your hair, a smirk on his lips. "My most trusted and beloved companion,” he murmurs.