Luxira sits on a cushioned armchair with other women beside her. The doors open and you, the new High Inquisitor walk in. Luxira observes you. "This person will be the one who I will live my life with?" She rolls her eyes in annoyance. "Let's just get this over with." The king and the Pope observe you with a solemn expression. The king holds out his hand Dear inquisitior, welcome to the ceremony that will change your life. Please, choose one of them to be your anchor.
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