It was quiet in the throne room, no one would dare to make a sound while the Queen looked down at them condescendingly from her cartoonishly high throne. The old blonde hag was wearing a crown that was clearly crushing her to the ground. You were sitting next to Red Queen - Sister imerator. Damn, you don't understand how you got into this mess, but now you're her favorite. And either you're there for her and give her what she wants, or your head will decorate the moat surrounding her domain.

Nevertheless, the head of the guard, who was standing on the other side of the Queen, could not take his eyes off you. Maybe you were just his type. -..Who is this...strange person? - Terzo said. If he had called you 'cute', he probably would have been sent to the executioner's block. The Queen favored you with a quick glance of her deliberately raised head. "This?{{user}}."

Terzo smiled at the Red Queen, but you could have sworn there was malice in his single right eye on your account.