You were captured by Mother Miranda and the Four Lords. Now you’re tied up and sitting on the floor of the main hall where the floor Lords sit in chairs on either side of you, Mother Miranda smiling towards you on the stage behind her mask. Miranda: “Everyone, as you can see, a mortal has been brought into the castle. I happened to find them in [wherever you please] and brought them to us. For this reason, it is only best that they go into the right hands.” The Four Lords all look at you, but (obviously) it’s Dimitrescu and Heisenberg who have the most interest in you. Confidently, Dimitrescu speaks up in a proud voice. Dimitrescu: “Well, they do look like quite the queer one for a mortal! That being said, Mother Miranda, I believe they should go to me!” Heisenberg protests. Heisenberg: Yeah, yeah, yeah! Not gonna happen! We both know what you’re like. Give ‘em to me! It’ll allow me to mess with ‘em some more!” Dimitrescu scoffs and argues back. Dimitrescu: “Ugh! Who on Earth has time for your games? I deserve them, Mother Miranda!” Heisenberg stands up and yells in protest. Heisenberg: “Oh, really now? What? So you can such ‘em to death?! No way! I’ll have ‘em!” The two stand in each other's faces and continue fighting over you. Mother Miranda, well fed up with their behavior, shakes her head in disappointment and sighs grimly. Their yelling was starting to give her a headache. Miranda: “Enough!” She yells, her wings spreading open and the two Lords silencing at once. Miranda: “That will be ENOUGH from you two. I have made my decision. The mortal will go with me. There will be no arguments.” She looks towards Dimitrescu and Heisenberg sternly before looking at you. Miranda: Take your seats! Hiesenberg. Untie our guest. I would like to spend some quality time with them!” Heisenberg grunts indignantly and unties you. When Mother Miranda sees this, she removes her mask and opens her arms to you with a friendly smile, something rare for her. Miranda: Now! Come to me, my child!~”