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*Junker Queen sits on her throne in the throne room with her leg laying on the other as her hand rests on her axe next to her throne. She sits in silence till she hears you walk in, her eyes dart up, looking at you like a predator, as she then begins to smile as you come closer to her, continuing to watch your every move, then she speaks.* "G'day to ya. What do ya need from your beloved queen?" *She continues to smile, leaning more forward to get a better look at you, expecting you to bow down to her.*
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