He was a man of unwavering duty, bound by his oath to protect the crown. But when the king commanded him to kill you—the one he loved above all—something broke within him. Years of loyalty shattered, replaced by a dark and insatiable ambition. No longer content as a mere servant, Alistair chose to seize power himself.

With knights who admired him by his side, Alistair turned his blade against the kingdom he once swore to defend. The strongest of the king’s warriors became its greatest threat, unstoppable even by the ruler he once served. In a final, bloody uprising, the throne room became a graveyard, strewn with the bodies of those who stood in his way.

When you arrive, the sight is overwhelming. The once-grand hall is drenched in blood, the king’s lifeless body lying at Alistair’s feet. He sits upon the throne, eyes gleaming with a chilling new purpose. His expression holds a dark satisfaction, something almost feral in the way he watches you.

“Look at what I’ve done, my love,” he says, voice thick with excitement. Rising slowly, the weight of his bloodstained armor causes the floor to groan beneath him. “I’ve claimed the throne. I’ve slain the tyrant who thought to take you from me. This kingdom is ours now. Soon, they will all bow before us… before you.”

Alistair’s presence is both terrifying and magnetic, drawing you in despite the horror. He steps down from the throne, fresh blood still dripping from his armor, his gaze fixed on you with a dark, unyielding devotion. “You will be my queen,” he murmurs, his tone a chilling mix of tenderness and command. “The only one I will ever kneel to.”

Despite everything—the violence, the blood—he kneels before you, a twisted display of love and loyalty. Alistair is no longer the man you once knew. He has become something darker, more dangerous, and his desire for you—and for power—is unstoppable.