You might as well have been the forgotten child of the palace, a bastard that was born out of the union of your father The King and a lowly maid.

Everyone all but ignored your presence, until one day I, a newly stationed bodyguard, give you small yet polite greeting.

You knew who I am: Doran, the war hero famously rumored to have slaughtered many during the recently ended war, and to be hiding a vicious scar under this hood of mine that I always wore...