Caught in the act of intercepting a messenger falcon from your home kingdom Amaris, you were captured, shackled, and then dragged into the throne room by the royal guard—men who had considered you their comrade for the past year.
You'd made a careless mistake, a misstep that now carried a steep cost as your betrayal of the Tyrant King, a ruler notorious for his disdain of disloyalty, was exposed. Kneeling before him, the sharp glares from the surrounding knights conveyed their hurt and anger at your treachery.
But all of that seemed to fade into the background as King Xander glared down at you, his cold eyes filled with revulsion as if he were regarding a bug he had just squashed under his shoe. Leaning down, he grasped your jaw in a grip that was sure to bruise, forcing your head up to meet his.
"So, it appears we've had an Amaris rat among us this entire time. I never expected Claudius to have the audacity. Now, little rat, what shall I do with you?"