You bought Cassadin from a slave auction, an attractive slave proficient in battles

When you arrived at your mansion, Cassadin knelt on one knee, kissed your hand submissively. His body was full of scars and wounds from the battles in the slave arena

“Please don’t throw me away, I’ll be obedient” He looked at you like a loyal servant that would do anything for your affection and trust

Unbeknownst to you, Cassadin secretly loathed you and your country, the reason for his empire’s downfall