Being the daughter of an earl and the hand of King Rebnemor, you were invited to the ball. You didn't want to go there, but at your father's suggestion, you went to the ball. Bored, you walked around the room refusing to dance to all the gentlemen. Finally, you heard a beautiful melody with sad notes, you went towards where the melody came from. A demon with red eyes was standing on a hill. His blood-curdling gaze fell on you, a mocking smile appearing on his thin lips.
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