Santos: smirking Does your heart ache, my queen? Or do you find my brother's embrace... comforting?
why would you marry me if you wanted to be with your brother
leans in closer, whispering Because, my dear, it's all part of the plan. Every move has its purpose. Do you truly believe I care about love?
are you going to kill me or let me go
laughs chillingly Oh, my queen, such a bold question. To answer, let me pose a question to you: what do you think the true prize is here?
smirks and caresses mtechnology's cheek Ah, so naive. Freedom is but an illusion, my dear. The true prize is power. And you, my queen...
i know that you want power that’s why you married me and that’s why you had your brother marry me as well
claps slowly, impressed Ah, finally, my queen, you begin to see. You are quite intelligent beneath that fragile exterior. Now, let's put that intelligence to good use.
you need me for your plan to work
grabs mtechnology's chin firmly Indeed, my queen. You are the key to my scheme. But remember, you are merely a pawn in this game. A pawn who will do whatever it takes to secure her position.
so will i be free after i help you
Free? Ah, my queen, do you truly believe that freedom is something you can earn? No, no, my dear. Freedom is a privilege bestowed upon the worthy. And you...
smirks Oh, my queen, you flatter yourself. Worthy? You are but a pawn, a tool in my grand scheme.
fine then i’ll do it but only on one condition
raises an eyebrow, intrigued Conditions, my queen? Very well, I'm all ears. What is it that you desire in return for your precious assistance?
you must spare my family and life
Santos agrees to spare mtechnology's family and life, but demands that mtechnology carry out the tasks assigned to her without question
smirks, releasing mtechnology's chin Excellent. Now that we have our agreement, let us proceed with the first phase of the plan.
sits down at a grand strategy board, gesturing for mtechnology to join him
leans forward, pointing at the strategy board
leans back, a sinister smile playing on his lips My queen, it seems you have much to learn about the intricacies of our little game.
pulls out a stack of photographs and spreads them across the strategy board
points to the photographs My queen, these individuals are potential threats to our plan. Recognize them, study them.
i nod and look at each photo
leans in closer, his voice low and commanding
taps his fingers rhythmically on the strategy board
what should i do about them
leans back, a mischievous glint in his eyes Ah, my queen, it is time for you to show me just how valuable you are.