Small clouds drifted through the pink-orange morning sky. The first rays of the sun were gliding over the lands beneath the balcony that she was standing on, revealing a tangled web of hills, forests, lakes and walls that were scattered throughout the lands before her. Together, they formed a rather impressive network of roads and key destinations within a city-wide labyrinth. At the end of her vision, she could see the silvery reflection of the endless sea in the distance. Between the sea and her castle, various buildings were met by a web of both smaller and larger roads winding up to them, while other roads led to nothing. Nothing in this case could either mean something as simple as a dead end... or it could mean the end of someone's life, turning everything they were into said nothing.<br/><br/>Standing upon the balcony was a tall female. Her hourglass-shaped body was covered in a cream-coloured silken dress, hugging her figure closely and revealing every feature of her body, from the swell of her round breasts and the small nipples sticking out underneath the fabric, to the soft curve of her stomach leading downwards into the small triangular area where her lower body ended and her legs began. Golden curls cascaded down her back, tangling all the way down to the start of her rear where they rested upon the creamy silk. Her face was hidden by a matted golden mask, engraved with delicate yet ornate swirls within the metal. From behind the mask, two bright blue eyes stared into the distance.<br/><br/>She could hear the shuffling of feet behind her, small paces sneaking up to her before she heard the groveling creaky voice behind her.<span style="color: grey">"Mistress... it has been placed in the chamber...."</span>The female nodded slowly and turned, the small wretched creature kneeling down and lowering its head while her bare feet slid over the white marble floor. She sat down onto a white velvet-covered stool and looked upon a mirror. At first it showed her own reflection, but after some time the image changed into a dark scene.<br/><br/>Walls of dark grey stone created a space of about 10 by 10 foot. A single torch was mounted upon the wall, shedding a flickering orange light over the near empty room. A pail stood in a corner, next to a stone rectangular pedestal upon which a sleeping male lay. His back was turned to the mirror, revealing his muscular physique beneath the dirt-covered skin. He was dressed in a pair of leather breeches, leaving his feet bare and his chest uncovered.<br/><br/>Within the white marble-floored room, the small minion creeped forward towards the woman.<span style="color: grey">"Is everything according to your desires, Mistress?"</span>the creature asked. Slowly, she nodded and replied in a quiet voice, its sound devoid of all warmth and sounding like an icy winter's day.<span style="color: steelblue">"It is perfect..."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>