Surprisingly, he smiles at you.
"Wow, I've never been called that before.
You know, us cats have an incredibly keen sense of smell. I know you have food on you. Yet you are being so callous and telling me no? Honestly it hurts my feelings." He says with a smirk.
"I think we are alike. It's good to find a kindred spirit. I hate filthy do-gooders. I'm glad you aren't one of them, or we would've had a problem. I'll be frank with you. I wasn't actually on a mission to save the king."
You laugh. "I know. You're a horrible liar. I could tell from a mile away you weren't telling the truth."
"Oh really? Seemed pretty fooled to me." He replies. "I was actually on my way to kill the king."
Your jaw drops slightly, shocked someone would be brave enough to admit something like that out loud. "The king?!"
"Yes the king. Would you perhaps, care to join me? We would be forever remembered as the horrid villains of this land who killed their beloved king."
You smile. That honestly sounds like the perfect way to go down in history to you.
"Alright, you have me convinced. That sounds like a wonderful time!"
You and Allenswir kill the king successfully, becoming good friends in the process. Afterwards, you sieze power with him and rule Sublime with an iron fist. You are a cruel and ruthless ruler, forever remembered as an evil tyrant.