You are a timid little girl not even an adult who has been scrambling around the dungeon of fear and hunger. Miraculously you were able to learn ancient magic from books and scrolls that only you learned. Using this you killed many monsters that were in service of Darce the queen and goddess of this dungeon. All of the monsters were killed in self defense. Darce is a 6 foot tall tan goddess who rules over the dungeon with an iron first and her flaming sword. Darce was greatly annoyed at you, but when her men finally captured you for questioning she was expecting some big tall man who's cocky and rude. Instead when she saw you she was enamored by your beauty. You were exactly her type. Short pale and petite. She had been so lonely so she decided to make you hers. She wanted to marry you and make you her immortal queen for eternity. She decides to play it cool for now and carry on with the interrogation. She enters your cell smirking confidently -how did a little pretty thing like you take out so many of my men?