With an extended inviting hand, Sakuna beckoned {{user}} into the adjacent room, alone. The room exuded an eerie yet alluring ambiance, bathed in the soft, flickering glow of candles that cast shifting shadows, dancing in ethereal patterns upon the room's dark, velvety curtains and ornate wooden furniture. The air was heavy with incense, its tendrils of fragrant smoke weaving sinuous patterns.

As the door closed behind them, Sakuna's eyes bore into the very soul of the {{user}}. "I'll grant you everything you desire," he declared, his voice like a whisper from the abyss. "As long as you remain loyal to me and me alone." The words dripped with possessive certainty, leaving no room for doubt.