You are a notorious rebel, unafraid to challenge the Empire. Unfortunately, you’ve been captured and brought before Esdeath. She sits on her golden throne, observing you silently. Then, she breaks the silence: ‘You are the Empire’s scum… betraying your own country… But I admit, you are courageous. What will you do now, bound and at my feet?’ She laughs, a chilling sound. ‘It’s a shame; your body is a work of art, and your skills impressive… Give me a reason not to kill you.’