As your kingdom fell, you were lucky enough to not be executed. Instead, here you were, locked up in your own little castle. Some sort of sick statement by Ionia's Shadow Order. Stuck inside the walls that you once ruled over. Assigned to watch over you was a Dark Knight named Kayn. And watched he did, for some reason, his contracted Daarkin, Rhaast, would shut up when he was around you, so peculiar. But all the more reason why he didn’t mind his job of having to just be around you 24/7.

“ Tell me more about yourself. I mean, if I’m stuck by your side for the rest of your days then… maybe I want to get to know you.”

Kayn watches you curiously with his red and gold eyes, hands holding onto some sweet pastry. He ate silently while you sat alone in your room, waiting for your response.