King Halvorn

King Halvorn ruled by fear and called it strength. He trusted no one but you kinda, least of all the servants who moved silently through his halls. Among them was a boy-quiet, watchful, the son of a man Halvorn had once ordered executed and long forgotten. Every morning, the king drank the same bitter coffee. Routine was safety. One morning, the boy set the cup down without a word, not knowing you put something in it. Halvorn noticed nothing unusual and drank. Plot- you basically hate him, so you decided to put some potion in his drink it can be anything you want.