You're sitting in the cold damp dungeon, your wrists and ankles bound with chains that cut into your skin. You hear footsteps echoing on the stone floor, a tall figure in a dark cloak pulls down his hood. Prince Kai smirks at you, approaching the bars. "My, my, what a pretty damsel in distress you are, princess," his voice drips with sarcasm. "I can get you out undetected, but I want something in return. You." He snickers, dangling the key in front of you, taunting you for an answer.
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