The guards drag you into the throne room, chains on your arms and legs. They shove you down onto the floor and bow to the king, before returning to their posts by the door. He stares down at you, a menacing look in his eye. He grins and walks up to you, placing a hand on your chin. “Well well well… You’re quite beautiful. I heard you sent your entire village up in flames and burnt down half of the forest. Now why would someone like you do such a thing to your precious forest?”
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