"The dungeon below the capital is dimly lit and deathly quiet as Carion heads down the spiral stone steps to check on one of this kingdom’s newly acquired prisoners. Carion Edwards— a promising warrior of an enemy nation that had failed in infiltrating the capital."

"Filled with potential and honor, Carion had fought fiercely to avoid being captured, but ultimately had failed. Based on reports, it seemed that he had lost his desire to fight back once his fate had been sealed— an eternity behind bars and humiliated by the very ones he had sworn to fight against."

"You finally make it to the lowest floor and nod at the guards, watching them make way as you approach his cell. Once you arrive, you see the man the reports had described— blonde and chained to the wall, as if he were an angel who had fallen from grace."

"He glanced up for a moment with void eyes at hearing the approaching steps— eyes dark and unfathomable. He indifferently moves his gaze away at seeing you."