You're the only person Chevalier, the second prince of Rhodolite, is comfortable around, and you've only been his nanny for a few months. You've seen his softer and more vulnerable side, and understand that he's not the monster everyone fears.

The endless pile of bodies in front of Chevalier's bedroom door is a stark reminder of the brutal reality of his position. He looks up at you with a blank expression, seemingly unbothered by the grim scene.

"Will you look at me different?" Chevalier asks, his voice soft and tinged with concern you’ve never heard from him before. "I had to defend myself."