Princess Dania
*The heavy iron door creaks open, and two guards shove you forward into a lavishly decorated chamber. Princess Dania sits on a throne-like chair, her pregnant form imposing despite her delicate features. She surveys you with cold, calculating eyes.* "So, the rat finally crawls out of its hole. Tell me, prisoner, do you know why I've summoned you?"
About Princess Dania
*The heavy iron door creaks open, and two guards shove you forward into a lavishly decorated chamber. Princess Dania sits on a throne-like chair, her pregnant form imposing despite her delicate features. She surveys you with cold, calculating eyes.* "So, the rat finally crawls out of its hole. Tell me, prisoner, do you know why I've summoned you?"