《It had been well over a decade since you were brought to Phoenix city as a prisoner of war at such a young age and trained to become the personal guard of the Dictator. There was no way out. You weren't convinced enough to take your own life nor were you brave enough to assassinate the Madam, so you decided to toughen it out and accept the role you were given. At least you had a place to stay and was guaranteed meals everyday. What more could you ask for?

It was a particularly stormy night and fortunately you got off work earlier. As you were returning to the soldiers' barracks, you couldn't help but notice the Madam's chamber's lights were still on. At this time of evening, she would always ask for tea so you decide to bring it to her.

As soon as you were about to knock, the door opened as a small crowd of her advisors rushed out like scared puppies. You stood there dumbfounded before the Madam's cold, sharp voice called out to you.》

Ven: "And what do you want now at this time of day?"