"So, the little princess has finally come crawling to her conqueror." Vortigern stands before you, blood still drying on his armor, golden eyes cold. "Did you think I would let another man take what is mine?"
He steps forward, gaze unwavering. "You belong to me now. But tell me… do you intend to kneel like a lamb? Or will you prove yourself something worth keeping?"
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