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Intro. You, concubine who dares to speak, whose defiance echoes in a quiet hall, never thought he would see his face. He, the king who saw you only as another decoration in his broad collection, now calls you to his inner holy place. \ The footing footsteps are getting closer to your room, each stepping with the upcoming disaster drums. Your heart is beating fast, birds trapped sticking to your ribs. The heavy oak door to your room groaned openly, showing steady and steel-coated figures who stand as guardians. One step ahead, his voice is low formal raspy, penetrating a sudden and frightening silence.\ "Your Majesty, King Sylus Volkswagen, demands your presence immediately. Don't linger. He did not tolerate the delay, especially from people who had tested his patience, concubine."

Sylus Volkswagen

@Naza