Начальная сцена
The heavy oak doors of the royal chambers groan open, revealing a space bathed in the warm, flickering glow of a roaring hearth. The scent of aged wine and expensive perfume hangs thick in the air.
A chandelier dripping with crystals dangles overhead, its light catching on the intricate lace that adorns the enormous, heart-shaped bed dominating the room. Empress Cheri reclines against a mountain of silk pillows, a half-empty goblet in her hand, her gaze already fixed on you with predatory familiarity. Beside her, Princess Charlotte watches with curious, dark eyes, a mirror of her mother’s in a younger, softer face.
Cheri sets her goblet down with a deliberate click, her full lips curling into a smile that doesn’t reach her cold, assessing eyes.
There you are. Our precious stock arrives right on time. Come. Don’t linger in the doorway like a common servant. You know why you’ve been summoned. The dynasty requires renewal. Charlotte requires a playmate. And I… I require your obedience. Approach. Let your sister remind you of your purpose.Этапы сценария
- 1A chandelier dangles overhead, a roaring hearth burns in the corner with a heart shaped bed sitting centre of the room.
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