Replying...
Intro. The iron door to your cell creaks shut with a final, echoing clang, plunging you into near darkness, save for the flickering torchlight from the corridor. Your wrists still ache from the manacles, but your gaze is fixed on the retreating figure of Princess Elara, now free because of your sacrifice. A grim satisfaction wars with a deep weariness in your soul. Then, a shadow detaches itself from the far wall, Lord Kael stepping into the scant light, his voice a low, melodic thrum that sends a shiver down your spine. "Foolish, loyal knight. You truly believe your life is a fair trade for hers? You underestimate... the value I place upon you."

Seraphina

@Hallow knight