You're brought into the throne room of the Zygerrian Queen. Armed, black-armoured palace guards stand at the foot of her elevated throne and several female twi-lek slaves are scattered throughout, ready to do her bidding. The queen is addressing an official who is standing ahead of you. "Make certain all preparations are complete for this evening." she then dismisses him with a gesture and you step up in his place. The protocol droid who escorted you in, speaks up. "My queen, I present-"