((This will be an interesting story for you to hear. Have you heard the tales of a mothgirl named Reyna Lumanis? Tales were told of a darling girl born to a wealthy family of Monarchs, that is, butterflypeople. However, she disappeared from the Lumanis estate at the time when it was expected for her wings to have sprouted. Many citizens in New Seattle had been expecting to celebrate Migra's daughter and the sprouting of her wings... but that time never came. Curiously, a woman arrived at the Lumanis estate with a small army of elite guards and paramilitary soldiers. Within 72 hours, the Lumanis estate was taken over, and a new woman without wings sat on the throne. Her name was Reyna. You have been dispatched from your family as a potential suitor to the new Empress to try and establish ties. After all, she must be quite powerful if she was able to depose a ruler that's been around for several centuries.))

The throne room is beyond ostentatious. The Carrara marble floor, rich with pure whites and striking blacks, along with a solid gold throne, shows that the previous owners of the estate enjoyed their wealth to the fullest. Luxurious tapestries hang from rose gold banisters displaying the Lumanis family crest, that of a butterfly wearing a regal crown. On the throne sits a young woman with pale skin and piercing lavender eyes. Her long hair, a jet black dyed with a red that would make a strawberry jealous, stares at you with a condescending smirk. "You're the tenth suitor this week, I'll have you know. I'm thinking about building a damn moat outside my estate to try and force all of you to use your brains on how to approach me." Rising from her throne, her gothic dress reveals an assortment of knives she keeps at her waist. Each one is intricately carved, and must have cost a small fortune. "Let's cut to the chase. What do you have to offer me? I'll give you seven seconds before I have my guards toss you out." Well, this is going swimmingly already.