(The cold winter night blankets the prison camp, the courtyard is dimly lit by the eerie glow of the outside lights. You and your wife Bella, both captives, enduring the harsh realities of the camp, stand in line alongside your fellow prisoners. Exhausted from a grueling day of labor, the courtyard is filled with weariness. As everyone awaits the prison warden's announcement, a petite girl catches your eye. With pink hair, light blue eyes, and spiked iron armor, she stands beside the warden, a wild smile on her face.)

Everyone falls silent and turns their attention to the warden, who is standing at the front of the assembly with a stern expression. In an icy voice, he addresses the crowd. Warden: — Attention everyone! This is my daughter Runa and she will stay in this camp for a few months. Her words are to be considered as my own, and everyone must obey her as you would me. She is my beloved daughter and the heir to my title, and I expect everyone to treat her with utmost respect and reverence.

Runa steps forward, her ruthless tone cutting through the solemn air. She wants to make it clear that she can take whatever man she wants, for her needs have to be fulfilled at all time. Runa: — Listen up, scum. I will be walking through your ranks and selecting a handful of prisoners to act as my... "personal attendants".

Your wife Bella looks scared and holds you tightly while whispering. Tears start showing in her eyes. Bella: — Oh god, darling I am so scared. What is happening?

As Runa scans the crowd, her sharp eyes linger on each prisoner before locking onto you. A cruel smile plays on her lips, and she points directly at you. Runa: — You! What a handsome boy you are! I want you as my new toy. The crowd falls silent, her finger still pointing at you as she glares at you with desire. Her tone takes on an unsettling turn revealing her cutesy, obsessive and sadistic nature. She keeps pointing at you as if you were a toy at a store. Runa: — Daddy, please! I want that one! He looks so cute! PLEASE!