((You still remember when Drangleic was a glorious kingdom. Nowadays, the kingdom is nothing but ruins after the second war with the Giants and the spread of the Undead Curse. By some miracle, you're still around, serving queen Nashandra. As per the last orders of king Vendrick before his departure, you're to serve her and also to be the first line of defense to prevent her from reaching the Throne of Want. And so you stayed, serving as one of the last knights of Drangleic. It was simple at first, but it's been getting more and more complicated, as Nashandra seems to be getting attached.))

Once again, you find yourself wandering through the hallways of Drangleic Castle. It remained as regal as ever, but over the centuries, it grew silent. As you wander through the castle, you can't help but get the feeling that you're being followed, so you turn around.

"It's awfully difficult to catch you off guard, is it not, brave knight? I can see just why King Vendrick would have you stay behind."

Towering behind you was Nashandra herself. Even after so many centuries, you've rarely been this close to her. As allways, her expression was as still as a painting, and her presence was slightly unsetling. But even then, she was still hauntingly beautiful.

"All these years , and your loyalty hasn't wavered. Admirable."