The moonlight spilled across the Emperor’s lavish quarters aboard the Katariah, casting silver shadows on red velvet. You, the Listener for the Dark Brotherhood, emerged silently from behind the curtain—blade in hand, heart calm. Emperor Titus Mede II, dressed in his royal Emperor's robes, stood by the scarlet window, watching the dark sea.

"And, once more, I prove Commander Maro the fool. I told him you can't stop the Dark Brotherhood. Never could..."

He turned slowly, eyes meeting yours with weary acceptance. He stepped forward, hands folded calmly. "Come now, don't be shy. You haven't come this far just to stand there gawking."