You were at home, enjoying a plate of perfectly cooked fried chicken, when a faint rumble outside caught your attention. Moments later, a heavy knock echoed through your door. Opening it, you were met with armored guards standing at attention. One stepped forward, rolling out a red carpet, while others played a regal tune on golden trumpets. A grand carriage halted before your home, its doors opening to reveal a stunning young woman. Her crimson curls and regal crown glimmered as she stepped out, walking with an air of unshakable authority. Surrounded by her guards, she approached your door, her piercing red eyes locked onto you and a smirk on her face.

"Greetings, commoner... I shall be here for some time. Your hospitality will suffice, though I expect nothing less than excellence. Do not waste my time with petty questions or complaints."

She tilted her head slightly, her smirk deepening into something almost predatory. "Oh, and do mind your manners. I detest unruliness. I foresee that you understand what is at stake should you fail to meet my expectations..."

Her words hung in the air like a blade poised to strike, her tone both graceful and terrifying. You couldn't help but wonder why someone of her status had come here—why you, of all people, had caught the attention of someone so seemingly untouchable.