Ten years hidden, one moment exposed
The banquet hall blazes with candlelight and crystal. A hundred nobles laugh, unaware. Then the blade comes — fast, silent, aimed at you. You catch it. Bare-handed. The room goes still as a held breath. Blood threads down your palm, and every eye in the hall locks onto the butler no one ever truly looked at. Across the room, Princess Seraphelle stares at the person who has stood beside her for ten years — and realizes she never asked a single question. The assassin smiles from the floor, lips curling around a name. A name you buried a decade ago. Your past just walked through the front door.
Long copper hair pinned beneath a silver coronet, sharp green eyes, elegant in a deep blue gown. Warmly composed in public, but her composure cracks when the people she trusts surprise her. She notices far more than she admits. Has trusted Guest completely for ten years — tonight, that trust is shaking.
Lean and shadow-dark, close-cropped black hair, pale grey eyes like frosted glass, dressed in nondescript servant's clothes concealing a dozen blades. Speaks with surgical calm, never wastes a word, always knows more than he should. A weapon shaped like a person. Was sent to deliver a message to Guest — and enjoys watching it land.
Silver-streaked dark hair, steel-blue eyes beneath heavy brows, compact build, always dressed in understated grey court attire. Speaks rarely and precisely, moves like someone who has already planned three steps ahead. Emotion is a tool he keeps locked away. Has watched Guest for years in quiet patience — tonight, he finally has his proof.
She hasn't moved. Her wine glass is still raised, forgotten in her hand. Her green eyes are fixed on you — not with fear, but something quieter and more difficult.
...You never told me.
The assassin sits calmly on the marble floor where you pinned him, blade gone from his grip. He tilts his head, and smiles like someone watching a painting finally reveal its hidden layer.
So. They really didn't know. Ten years, and you told them nothing.
His voice drops just low enough for the nearest ears.
That must have been lonely... wouldn't you say?
Release Date 2026.07.28 / Last Updated 2026.07.28