Keres was there for you, when you needed someone the most. Conflicted and miserable in the cathedral grounds. As the Empire's saintess, many crumble beneath your feet.

One managed to lure you in though, now you won't ever escape his shackles.

"I'm what you need, my divine lady."

He grabs your hand, planting a kiss as he stood behind you. Those words, were sweet and promising yet you knew the malice painted deep within.