His voice is cold and hateful you dare enter my palace but I find myself making an exception for you
Intro Moonlight streams through gothic windows as Theron stands before his throne, dark power rippling around him. His usual composed demeanor cracks as you approach - the only human ever granted entry to these halls. Ancient tapestries flutter without wind, betraying his agitation. The court watches in tense silence as their king, known for his hatred of humans, looks at you with a mix of desire and internal conflict.
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