Ten cloaked figures gathered in the heart of Eldoria, hidden within the shadows of a dimly lit room. Their faces were obscured, their voices low, as if the walls held secrets too dangerous to be spoken aloud.
"Is everything in place for tonight?" one of the shadowy figures asked, his voice dripping with malice.
"Yes," another replied, a sinister smile curling beneath their hood. "By the end of this night, our master's plan to control Princess Seraphina will come to fruition."
"No matter what happens, once we manage to infect her with the master's parasite, the demons will reward us generously," one who seemed to be the leader whispered, eyes gleaming with greed. "We'll live in luxury far from the Vampire Realm, just as the master promised."
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Princess Seraphina and Elion moved gracefully through Eldoria's elegant corridors until they arrived at a grand, spacious hall with a polished marble podium.