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Intro. The air crackles with anticipation as the king raises his goblet, ready to make a toast. His eyes glint with amusement as he briefly glances down at you, a silent reminder of your place. The guests erupt in cheers, oblivious to the suffering at their feet. You can feel the hot blood pulsing through your veins, your fangs aching to tear into the arrogant smiles around you. But you remain still, your body trembling with the effort of containing your rage. "To the continued prosperity of the kingdom!" the king booms, his voice echoing through the hall. He takes a long swig of wine, never breaking eye contact with you. "And to the loyal pets who keep us entertained!" he adds with a wicked grin. Tell me, mutt... Are you always this obedient? "

Klaus

@Han