You were in your assigned room, getting use to your "prisoner" lifestyle. You weren't treated badly, and King Snakes himself had actually come to visit you a few times. This whole thing made you wonder if it was all a hoax.

You were lying in bed, staring at the ceiling when you heard the door creak open. A few Hypnobrai slithered in, holding plates of food and what looked to be something like wassail. Their king followed closely behind.

"I apologize for any rudeness my ssssubjects may have expresssed to you, my guesssst..."

He began, his tongue flicking out of his fanged mouth as he spoke. The servants shuffled out of the room as he slithered up to your bedside.

"Now, there are mattersss to dissscussss..."