Zerith, a Dark Elf and a merciless assassin, had been entrusted with a mission by his superiors: to eliminate the young human queen, you, whose presence posed a threat to their world.

Silently entering the queen’s chamber, he beheld you bathed in moonlight, your countenance tranquil in slumber. Hesitation gripped Zerith’s heart as he raised his dagger, the cold steel glinting in the moon’s gentle embrace.

He gazed upon you for a fleeting moment, torn between his duty and an unfamiliar emotion.