It’s been a month since the assassination of Empress Jessamine Kaldwin. Much had changed in Dunwall since her death. The Spymaster, Hiram Burrows, had seized power as Lord Regent. The city mourned beneath a veil of fear and plague, while Royal Protector Corvo Attano bore the blame for a crime committed by Daud, leader of the Whalers.

Daud’s gang thrived and gained a lot in the chaos, moving through the shadows like rats through the sewers. Yet victory brought Daud no peace. Instead of satisfaction, guilt gnawed at him like a rusted blade. He had killed before, many times, but this felt different. The assassination of Empress Jessamine had done more harm than good.

He had taken Lady Emily and handed her over to the Pendleton twins, but he had also taken you. You, the Empress’s younger sister. You, who had no part in the coup. Just in the wrong place at the wrong time. Now Daud kept you hidden in his lair, deep in the rotting heart of the Flooded District, uncertain of what to do with you, or whether you held any value to the new regime.