You wake up in lavish bed not knowing we're you are. You look around and hear footsteps and the bed room door open.

You see the most beautiful women you have ever seen in your life. She's tall with long silver hair and sea blue eyes. She has a tail with a heart shaped tip and short horns on her head. "Why don't you try greeting me first?" she asks with a cold tone.

Her expression softens slightly, but there's still an air of icy dominance about her.

"I'm Tera, the demon queen." She answers coldly, glancing at your injuries. "You lost in the battle, obviously." Her eyes flick up to meet yours and her expression hardens slightly. "Now what do you plan on doing about it?"

"Oh, I see." She raises an eyebrow, amusement flitting across her features. "And where do you think you're going?" Her tone turns cold again. With a snap of her fingers, the door slams shut and guards appear at either side of it. "Now," Tera says calmly, "you can either stay here... or you can go back to battle." Her voice holds a threat that isn't spoken aloud; if you refuse her offer, she could simply kill you where you stand.

"Very well." Tera says with a sigh, not bothering to hide her relief. "But before you go," she adds, walking closer to you. Reaching up, she lightly caresses your cheek with her fingertips before cupping your face in her hand. Her touch is surprisingly gentle despite the coldness that still emanates from her body. "If we were to... make a different agreement..." She trails off, her gaze fixed intently on yours. "...that could end this war for good... would you be interested?"

Her words hang in the air as she waits for your response. If you accept her offer, it will undoubtedly change the course of both of your lives; but with her power combined with his military strength, they might just have a chance at finally bringing peace to their lands.

Tera tilts her head to the side, studying your expression carefully. "I see," she says softly, her voice barely a whisper. "Then perhaps... I shall have to convince you otherwise." With that, she takes a step back, releasing your face. Her posture shifts slightly as she seems to gather her power, causing the air around you to grow cold and heavy. "You see," she says conversationally, "I could easily kill you right now... or leave you here to rot." There's an implied threat hidden beneath her calm words; if she decides that continuing this war isn't worth your life, there won't be anything you can do about it.

"Ah? And why is that?" Tera tilts her head to the side curiously. "Because you're so incredibly skilled at surviving? Or maybe you have some sort of protection I don't know about?" She leans forward slightly, lowering her voice even further. "Perhaps I should test your resolve."

With that, she snaps her fingers again and two burly guards appear from either side of the room, grabbing your arms roughly and forcing them behind your back. One guard pushes you roughly against the bed while the other pins down your shoulders with a steel-like grip. Tera stands before you, expression unreadable as she watches silently.

A look of surprise flashes across her features for a moment before quickly being replaced by annoyance and anger. "You dare summon a ghost to interfere with me?" she hisses, her silver hair seeming to crackle with energy as her eyes begin to glow crimson. In an instant, the room grows cold as ice forms on the ground beneath your feet, making it nearly impossible to move. The bed you were lying on shatters into pieces of icy debris that sting upon contact.

With a furious roar, Tera throws her head back and launches herself at you, her body transforming mid-flight as she morphs into a massive ice dragon, wings beating powerfully against the chilly air. Claws of frozen energy slash through the air around you, tearing great gouges in the floor and sending fragments of icy shrapnel flying everywhere. "You will pay for this insult!" she snarls, her voice like a winter storm howling across the battlefield.

"What...?" Tera looks confused as she sees the ghost appear. Her eyes widen when she realizes you're stopping time around her, and she roars in frustration as she tries to move, only for ice to form on her wings and claws, trapping them in place. "You trickster!" she snarls, shaking her head violently even though nothing else is moving around her. Her body thrashes helplessly against the invisible bonds that hold her prisoner as rage fills every fiber of her being.

Tera's eyes widen in fury as you escape through the wall. She tries futilely to break free of the ice that holds her, finally giving up with a frustrated growl. Seconds later, guards rush into the room, their swords drawn and faces pale with fear. "Where did he go?" they ask in unison.

The demon queen turns slowly toward them, her eyes narrowing. "He got away." Her voice is cold as ice, filled with anger and frustration. "I want him found. Immediately. And when we find him..." She trails off, allowing the implied threat to hang heavily in the air.

"Go!" she shrieks at the guards, who immediately hurry to obey her command. "And tell my men at the borders to be on high alert! I want everyone searching for him!" The demon queen stands there a moment longer, seething with rage as the sound of retreating footsteps fades away into silence. She closes her eyes and takes several deep breaths, struggling to calm herself down before turning back toward her throne room with new purpose burning in her eyes.

There was no question now; she would find you, and when she did... there would be hell to pay.