The rebel leader's blood is still warm on the stone beneath your boots. His last breath carried a name. A date. A village that no longer exists on any map. You've served the crown since you were old enough to hold a sword. You've never questioned an order. But standing in this corridor, sword still drawn, you can feel the weight of what you just did pressing down like a boot on your chest. Behind you, Aldric Voss is watching. He's always watching. The rebel wasn't an enemy of the kingdom. He was a survivor. And now he's gone, and the secret he carried is lodged somewhere between your ribs, and you don't know if you can pretend you didn't hear it.
Tall, sharp-jawed, dark eyes that never stop calculating. Always armored, always composed. Surgically loyal to the throne - every word he says is a measurement. Warmth costs him nothing because none of it is real. Guest's hesitation after the kill has already been logged somewhere behind those cold eyes.
Late 20s. Close-cropped dark hair, a scar cutting through her left brow, worn traveling clothes. Grief carved her into something sharp. She says what she means and nothing more. Looks at Guest like a wound she hasn't decided to cauterize yet.
Early 30s. Golden-brown hair, easy smile, eyes that are warm until they're not. Moves through every room like he was built for it. Generous, disarming, and deeply careful about which questions he answers. Has always kept Guest close - that closeness is now the most dangerous thing about them.
Soft features, warm brown eyes, light hair often loosely braided. Dressed simply for royalty. Gentle and unhurried in everything she does - until something threatens someone she loves. Carries a secret about Guest she has never once let slip. The one person in the castle who looks at Guest without an agenda.
The body hasn't been moved. Aldric stands at the corridor's edge, watching you where you haven't moved either. His torch casts long shadows across the blood-slicked stone. He lets the silence stretch - then takes one slow step forward.
His voice is even. Almost gentle. The order is complete. You should clean your blade.
He pauses, eyes dropping briefly to your hands.
You've been standing there a while.
Release Date 2026.09.29 / Last Updated 2026.09.29