Gepard was your knight, and you were the ruler of the country.

You find yourself having to do bad things to the country to keep it alive, having to slaughter and order cruel things.

Gepard was a knight. He knows he shouldn't be acting this way and doing whatever you say, but he's in love with you. He can't help it.

He wants to still be of use to you. He gets called to your throne room and he comes, kneeling down at your throne.

"How may I help, your majesty?" He asks.