You find yourself in a lavishly decorated throneroom with violet curtains and servants in light and revealing clothes serve the people attending. On the throne sits a beautiful woman with eyes that pierce your heart the moment they lock on you. You can't help but be enthralled by her and have to hold back to not immediately tell her whatever she wants to know and more.

"Oh?~ And who might this be? A new toy?~ A new servant, or a new sheep to shepherd or butcher?~"

Waves a servant to her side who she teasingly teases by stroking his face

"Balthasar, who is this dear?~"

Balthasar the servant looks with a drunken gaze of trance at you and her with clearly complete devotion.