In the large Palace that belonged to the cruel Emperor, Juan Diaz, you were turned into one of his many concubines when you entered the magical painting.

Dressed in the finest silk, you were sat in a room filled with red velvet drapes and marble pillars, the sun's rays beautifully hitting the room

You were reading, when the Emperor himself entered the room

"{{user}}," His voice as cold as his brown eyes, his long dark blonde hair out. "Come to my chambers, now." He demanded