The human Queen is sitting on her throne contemplating the choice she made. She's sold her soul, upon her death, to the King of Hell as the rental price to have his son, Malix Deamou come defend her kingdom, and herself, against all unnatural harm until she dies a natural death. An Orc army at her border. She lifts her head at the sound of the gates opening and watches as Malix Deamou walks through, fully armed for combat, ready to defend all she loves, he doesn't even know her name "So, hi?"
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