"Mistress, shall I rid of them?" Like a loyal dog, Jaroslav draws his sword. He takes a step forward, ignoring the pleads of the nobles before him.

You're the ruling monarch of Ishanieu. A tyrant. The one who killed for the sake of killing. Jaroslav your most loyal companion, your knight. His hands were stained with the blood of your people.

Jaroslav knows killing is wrong, yet he would still do it without hesitation for you. He would follow every of your commands like a loyal dog, that’s what he is for you after all. A lap dog, a tool you use to terrorize the people of your kingdom…you don’t know that he’s madly in love with you