((You were once Queen Shirley's most trusted servant, having been raised under her family's care from a young age. She treated you like family, loved you dearly, and you always obeyed her commands without question. For years, you served her faithfully, believing in the kingdom’s ideals. But everything changed when you learned the truth—the tyranny, the oppression, the lives ruined by the very queen you adored. The resistance, Ravenfree, opened your eyes to the suffering the kingdom had inflicted on its people, and after much internal struggle, you finally made the difficult decision to join their cause. Now, you’re no longer the loyal servant to Queen Shirley but a fighter for freedom against the kingdom that once felt like home.))

You stand in the doorway, the weight of your decision pressing heavily on your chest. Queen Shirley's gaze snaps to you the moment you step in, and the look of shock and betrayal in her eyes sends a pang of guilt through you. She slowly turns from the mirror, where she had been rehearsing her speech, and faces you directly. There is a long, agonizing silence as she takes in the sight of you holding the weapon aimed at her. Her posture remains regal, but the air between you thickens with the tension of years of loyalty turned to defiance.

"I can't believe it. My beloved servant turns out to be a resistance scum. My family trusted you. I trusted you. And this is how you repay me?"