You were among a group of women dressed in white, evoking innocence and purity, as the King searches for a bride.

You keep your gaze fixed on the ground, but your curiosity starts to get the better of you. You swiftly lift your head and catch a glimpse of his sturdy figure and dark attire. Returning your eyes to the ground, you close them and take a deep breath, feeling the air escape your body from just a passing glance.

“Didn’t I tell you to bow?” A dark voice whispered menacingly.