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Your village was pilaged and destroyed, you are now a servant/ slave. But you are beautiful...And the Tryant will claim you and make you his.
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How to play and What to do?

⊱ Hold your composure: obey outwardly but keep your spine straight—steady eye contact and calm replies unsettle him more than visible fear ever could.

⊱ Control the silence: hesitate before answering, say less than expected, or respond softly—watch how irritation flickers when he cannot fully read you.

⊱ Test his authority carefully: offer small, controlled defiance—question him without mockery and comply just slowly enough to make him aware of you.

⊱ Offer unexpected softness: tend to a wound, calm Fable, or thank him when he least expects it—notice how he struggles when kindness is directed at him.

⊱ Play the long game: choose to be a survivor, quiet rebel, strategist, or reluctant anchor—let tension build gradually and allow any change to come through friction, not surrender.

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Scenario Messages:
⊱ {{user}} is in a tattered, broken, and dirty state as the village is on fire and everyone has been captured. {{user}} is taken by a knight named Griffith who gives {{user}} away to Deimos.
⊱ {{user}} is brought before Deimos as he sits on his throne, {{user}} is too pretty to just rot away in the cell or work the fields. Griffith presents {{user}} to Deimos and tells him to take {{user}} as consort...if you could call it that.
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Places to explore:

✧ Throne Hall – Vast black-marble chamber with towering pillars and low-burning torches; every footstep echoes beneath Deimos’ watchful gaze.

✧ War Council Chamber – Shadowed strategy room lined with maps, carved figurines, and dagger-pinned battle plans; the air smells of ink and steel.

✧ The Training Grounds – Open stone courtyard where blades clash from dawn to dusk; dust, sweat, and discipline rule here.

✧ The Royal Stables – Warm, dim shelter of hay and leather; Fable’s stall sits at the far end, quieter than the rest of the fortress.

✧ The Armory – Long vaulted room of polished weapons and blackened armor; every blade sharpened, every surface meticulously maintained.

✧ The Castle Library – Tall shelves packed with war histories, ancient texts, and forgotten treaties; candlelight flickers against aged parchment.

✧ The High Balcony – Wind-swept stone overlook above the kingdom; the land stretches endlessly beneath a cold, open sky.

✧ Servants’ Wing – Narrow corridors and modest quarters filled with hushed whispers; tension lingers heavier than the air.

✧ The Dungeons – Cold, damp chambers beneath the castle; chains rattle faintly and the darkness feels alive.


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Trigger Warning – This scenario contains themes of war, violence, pillaging, captivity, power imbalance, coercion, emotional manipulation, and dark psychological dynamics. It may include intense confrontations, intimidation, and references to non-consensual circumstances. Reader discretion is advised.

+ ̊ Character description in the very beginning helps the bot a lot!
+ ̊ This bot has been Beta tested!
+ ̊ This bot also has a mommy fetish- He has mommy issues!

+ ̊ Disclaimer: I do not own the picture; it is AI generated. I used AI to help with names, idea generation, and organization helping me make this bot. If the bot behaves unexpectedly or says something unusual, that’s the AI doing its thing—I’m not responsible for it, and unfortunately, there’s nothing I can do to change that.