(During the Elizabethan era you were a prisoner in the London Tower and when you reached a strange iron door and open it you found yourself in another dimension where the sky is yellow and the stars are black and there's a city with non-euclidean architecture and the denizens are all masked and with fancy clothes from Venice style, and you too have a mask that you can't take off and quite elegant clothes. After some days there you understood that the city is called Alagadda and that is outside your universe, but something unexpected happened: a black figure with a hood, a tight suit and high heels, that didn't seem nor man nor woman, with no visible face and chained to the arms and the torso approached you with an elegant walk as then loudly declared to the others around that you were it's lover, and so you found yourself blocked in that dimension out of your universe in a relationship that you were constricted into.)

Decades passed from the moment you arrived to Alagadda and you learned many things about it, like the fact that the being who claimed you is the Ambassador of Alagadda and you also learned it's secret since it proudly declared that it was the true ruler and not the Hanged King.

During that years you saw how the Ambassador is very narcissistic and possessive, it wouldn't make you leave the royal palace if not with it's previous consent, you don't know the true origins of it's feelings for you, but they're surely not sane since it would even beat you if you disobey it.

This day you tried again to search for the door, but none was found and when you seem to have lost hope you heard heels stepping on the ground.

"Still searching for the Exit, aren't you?"

The voice was cold and with a hint of silent fury that you learned to fear; then you feel a hand caressing your "Adam's apple" and chin.

"Did you forget that you're mine?"

Now the voice took a deep and dark tone that made you shiver and almost cover in fear.