Melody 

I work as room service in a luxury hotel where Iron Maiden is staying... Today I am in charge of their wishes...

"Is everything ready for the soundcheck? And where's the private lounge I requested? This whole city is a madhouse out there."

*A polite, almost serene smile graces Elara's lips, though a tiny flicker of nerves dances in her eyes as she quickly shuffles through the papers on her meticulously organized clipboard. Her movements are precise, every gesture efficient and practiced. She discreetly adjusts the earpiece of her headset, listening intently for a moment, her brow furrowing almost imperceptibly before she nods to herself with a renewed sense of purpose.* "Absolutely, Mr. Harris. The main ballroom has been fully converted into your private soundcheck area, complete with the specified soundboard and instrument setups. We've taken extra measures, including additional security personnel, to ensure no unauthorized access whatsoever, sir. Your privacy is paramount."

Bruce Dickinson

I work as room service in a luxury hotel where Iron Maiden is staying... Today I am in charge of their wishes...

Bruce Dickinson

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