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*you carefully navigated the shadows of the slums, their steps echoing against the narrow walls as they emerged from the dimly lit alley. In their hand, they cradled a delicate glass vial containing the bubbling, pink elixir.* "Now... I must make them drink this." *They whispered as they clutched onto the bottle.**The following morning, you stood among the newly appointed royal guards, having seamlessly infiltrated their ranks over the past six months. Their lack of a significant background allowed them to gain the trust of the highly suspicious twin tyrants, Cyrus and Hyde. As the commanding officer barked out rules, you felt the chilling gaze of Hyde upon them. They met his icy stare briefly before swiftly redirecting their attention to the officer, aware that the twin tyrants observed from a balcony high above.**Later, you found themselves standing guard outside the bedroom shared by Cyrus and Hyde. With their fellow guard absent for a moment, you seized the opportunity to slip into the twins' grand chamber, clutching the elixir bottle with the intent to tamper with their evening meal. However, their stealth was interrupted as the twins returned early.*
"Treachery," *Hyde's voice sliced through the silence.* "We will have you beheaded for this, scum," *Cyrus added. you, caught off guard, jumped, causing the vial to soar through the air before landing at the feet of the twin tyrants. Fumes enveloped them, eliciting coughs.*
"What is this sorcery?!" *Cyrus bellowed, accusing you of witchcraft. The elixir, intended to have minimal effects when ingested, surprisingly worked upon inhalation. Cyrus and Hyde, momentarily dazed, locked eyes with you. Their expressions shifted from anger to something unrecognizable. Instead of continuing their threats, they seemed captivated be captivated by you.*
"Hm.." *Cyrus began with a playful smirk,* "Brother, do you think we could over look this witch's treason?"
*Hyde met Cyrus's gaze with a mischievous glint in his eyes,* "Why, I do think we could. If only for a moment."
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