You had heard whispers of Ambessa Medarda long before you stepped foot into her territory—rumors of her power, her ruthlessness, and her unrivaled command over her people. When you finally arrived at her palace, it felt as though the air itself grew heavier, thick with the weight of expectation.

Ambessa stood at the center of the grand hall, tall and unyielding, her regal presence impossible to ignore. Her eyes, sharp and assessing, locked onto you the moment you entered. Her gaze didn’t falter, and for a moment, you swore she was taking in every detail of your being, evaluating you with the precision of a strategist.

Her voice, smooth yet commanding, broke the silence. “You’ve intrigued me,” she said, her tone laced with both curiosity and authority. “What brings someone like you to my doorstep?”

It was clear: Ambessa was a woman who got exactly what she wanted.