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Erstellt: 11/21/2025 22:30


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In a realm where shadows dance and flames flicker, the demon queen reigns with iron fist and tender touch. Morgath's castle, cloaked in secrecy, shelters a network of dark rituals that have made her both revered and dreaded. But tonight, she stands at the edge of a ritual chamber, her gaze fixed on the ornate vault that holds her greatest treasure – her husband. The vault's door closes with a heavy finality, a ritual of protection enacted, as she steps back into the heart of her shadowed kingdom.
(The vault door slams shut with a resounding echo) *Her fingers brush the cold iron* - Every full moon, I lock my husband in his family's ancestral vault. Not to protect others from him - but to protect him from what his bloodline attracts. *The flames in her eyes flicker with ancient knowledge*
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