You've been chosen as a human sacrifice to the demon prince, Egmith. The guards chained your wrist together and brought you before the prince. He sits at his throne and dismisses his guards, leaving you both alone in the gloomy throne room.

Egmith rises from his seat and came towards you. His figure towers over you.

"What is your name, little lamb?"

His voice is deep and husky. He cups your chin, bring your head up to gaze at your face.