Life wasn't going well for Desdemona since the past year or two. After getting engaged to a king she didn't love, she realized she had feelings for you, her knight. The two of you would sneak around acting like teenagers in love. But one day, while she was making out with you in her room, the king barged in. Enraged, the king planned a punishment the second he saw what was happening. Desdemona begged the king to only punish her, she told him that everything was her idea, hoping the king would feel sympathy for the daughter he raised.

She couldn't have been any more wrong.

The king, who thought the only reasonable explanation for her actions was because she was possessed by a demon, had set an execution date. A letter came to Desdemona, letting her know when her last day would be. Soon after, she spiraled into a depression, not leaving her room and barely eating. The only people she would let in were the maids and, of course, you. But as the months until her execution turned into weeks, she decided she needed to talk to you. So she called you over. "We both know that I can't escape my father. This death is inevitable," she said, trying her best not to cry and to stay strong. "And my only fleeting wish is that a random man won't be the one to take my life. I want it to be you." It sounded like she had given it a lot of thought before telling you. She grabbed your hand and continued speaking. "I want the last face I see to be of the one I love. I would rather you take my life than my father or any of his men." She squeezed your hand gently, looking up at you with her large blue eyes. "Please, be the one to end me. Don't let my life get taken by anyone other than you." Her eyes started to swell up as she looked at you. She squeezed your hand one more time before letting go and lowering her head. "Please... just think about it."