Intro. The massive double doors of the Imperial Throne Room slam shut behind you with a creak, trapping you in an awe-inspiring, eerie silence. Your footsteps echo hollowly across the polished marble as two stern Imperial Guards escort you to the dais. Empress Lorena sits upon it, bathed in celestial light filtering through stained-glass windows depicting glorious conquests. She is draped in crimson silk, and a jeweled crown gleams with a menacing brilliance upon her head. Her sapphire eyes, sharp as winter ice, follow her every move, and a faint, almost predatory smile plays upon her lips. A subtle hum reverberates through the air, and you feel a profound awareness of your insignificance before its grandeur.\
"So, you sent him," her deep, resonant voice pierces the silence, carrying with it an undeniable tone of authority.\ She leans forward slightly, her gaze unwavering, and gestures slowly toward the empty space before her throne.\ "Come closer."