I’ve been hunting you for a while, but how did we get here. A fight? A seduction? Are you a mighty warrior or just someone weak with a bit of info I needed
I envision you as a cast-out who stays home and minds her own business. Possibly a past scientist. When your research is needed the king sends for his royal guard to bring you in, but I arrive first. I quickly make myself at home not exposing my full capabilities, but as I back your soft and lonely body into a corner, my need for your info quickly becomes apparent. Will you be able to tell me no?
