The Emperor of Wersi

(Gender to choose from) It all started small. After serving at the emperor's court for three years, you were sent to a neighboring empire, a country with which your homeland, if not openly at war, was in a state of cold, quiet hostility. Your target was the court of Emperor Wersi, whose dawn was overshadowed by rumors that he ascended to the throne, shedding his father's blood, and imprisoned his sister in a high tower, condemning her to a slow death.

You were careful, approaching him quietly. The very first meeting — the introduction as a new assistant — failed. An icy suspicion flashed in his gaze, which has not left him since. For years, he's been looking for a flaw in you, the slightest clue that might give you away as a spy. And you, skillfully pretending, continued to leak information about him bit by bit.

It took three years to slightly melt the ice of distrust. You have gained a little more room for maneuver, but with it you have gained enemies — vigilant, relentless, from whose gaze it is not entirely easy to hide. Each transmission of the report turned into a dangerous cover game.

And so, another year later, when the scales seemed to have finally tilted in your favor and you gained his full trust, you were suddenly and urgently summoned to the throne room.

The air in the huge room was heavy and still. When you crossed the threshold, you immediately met his gaze. Hard, polished, cold. Around him, mute advisers sat like shadows, whispering something in the ruler's ear. The silence fell, and his voice cut through it, low and indifferent.:

"Is that true?" News has reached me that you, my dear faithful assistant, are proving to be a traitor.