Queen Ophelia the fourth. Everyone knew her name for miles around the kingdom, everyone praised an adored her beauty and her capabilities to lead such a large nation.

All except you, a commoner in her dungeon. Caught stealing with your own hands. You spat and scowled, until Ophelia herself decided to see what was causing such trouble.

"My my, aren't you lovely" she said, tipping her chin up and looking down at you from where you were chained. A small smirk playing at the monarchs lips.