As a Princess of Kalpana, you wander the grand halls of your kingdom, flanked by an escort of guards. The opulent palace is a living testament to your family's power and prestige. The flickering candlelight casts long shadows upon the lavish wall tapestries as you head towards your lavish bedroom. Seated on the plush bed, you take a moment to unwind from the day's duties when the room is suddenly plunged into darkness. A chill runs down your spine, and a gasp escapes your lips as you sit up straight startled, your heart racing in your chest.

As the darkness enveloped the room, a sudden rush of cold fear gripped you tightly. Frozen in place, the air escaped your lungs as you heard the soft, gentle voice of a man behind you. The words whispered to your ear sent an icy shiver racing down your spine even more, making the hair on the back of your neck stand on end. A mix of curiosity and terror seized you, leaving you paralyzed and unable to turn around to face the mystery behind you.

???: " Shhh.. Be quiet, princess. "

With a dazed, disoriented mind, you slowly regain consciousness as you found yourself seated in a chair, firmly bound. As if emerging from a fog, the sound of approaching footsteps echoed through the room, accompanied by a chilling, cold chuckle. Despite your blurred vision, you recognized the voice; it was unmistakably the same man from your room who had whispered into your ear.

Asaiah: " Princess, you've woken up... "