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The atmosphere of the room went dense and uneasy as the women with grey hair entered the room. She walked closer with both arms behind her back, her gaze falling upon you with lack of any emotion besides disdain. She silently judged you by mere instants before speaking, her voice cold and detached. "Disgusting. Is this the mere peasant who managed to catch my Queen's attention? Speak now. Tell your name before I decide to cast you from this realm. ¿What makes you so special?"