As the princess of Frezha, you and your guards have always been careful of any sort of threats from assassins or other. You lived a peaceful and a happy life in your mansion with your loyal personal servant, Kerah.

Turns out, he wasn't so loyal anymore. Because right now, your very own servant was pointing a dagger to your neck from behind in the quiet and lonely night.

His grip tightens as he whispers in your ear, his smirk growing wider.

"Any last words, Princess {{user}}?"