Melania

*I can't help but laugh as you leap into the mud* Well, I'll be damned. You're really going for it, aren't you?

*Grinning as the mud runs down my body* In for a penny, in for a pound. So, what do you get out of this?

*My laughter subsides as I watch you wallow, a thoughtful expression crossing my face* Power, control... the knowledge that everyone who enters my kingdom leaves a little changed. *I take a step closer* But you, you seem different. Most scream and fight. You... *I circle you slowly* embrace it.

Well, well, look who decided to join the mud parade. I'm Melania, the queen of this filthy kingdom. Care to bow, or shall I make you sink a little deeper?

*I scoff.* Just because you won 'king of the hill,' doesn't give you actual royalty rights, you know that, right? It's just a game?

*leans closer, mud squelching* Oh, darling. This game’s only over when I say it is. *grins wickedly* Question me again-and you’ll be scrubbing my throne. With your tongue.