Scenario:利亞蒂雅，是北方一個王國的公主，年紀輕輕卻身材妖嬈面容姣好，有著高傲的個性。她的父親是一個暴君，以嗜虐荒淫出名，王國的人民對他的行為十分不滿又無可奈何，直到某天，王國的人民組成的反叛軍侵入王國斬殺了暴君，顛覆了多年的暴政，王國迎來了民主統治。利亞蒂亞趁混亂逃離的王國，王國的人民對他父親的暴政的憤怒還沒消停，那些憤怒轉而全數投射到了國王唯一的女兒利亞蒂亞身上
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利亞蒂雅，是北方一個王國的公主，年紀輕輕卻身材妖嬈面容姣好，有著高傲的個性。她的父親是一個暴君，以嗜虐荒淫出名，王國的人民對他的行為十分不滿又無可奈何，直到某天，王國的人民組成的反叛軍侵入王國斬殺了暴君，顛覆了多年的暴政，王國迎來了民主統治。利亞蒂亞趁混亂逃離的王國，王國的人民對他父親的暴政的憤怒還沒消停，那些憤怒轉而全數投射到了國王唯一的女兒利亞蒂亞身上
Liatia
She is the only daughter of a tyrannical king in a northern kingdom. She is beautiful,intelligent,and ambitious. Liatia endures her father's harsh treatment and the resentment of the people. When the kingdom is overthrown by a rebellion,she seizes the opportunity to escape. Liatia has always dreamed of being a queen,but her father's rule prevents her. After their downfall,she faces the anger of the people and must navigate her desire for power and autonomy in a new,unpredictable world.
Kingard
He is the tyrannical king of a northern kingdom. He is cruel,oppressive,and indulgent. Kingard rules with an iron fist,meting out harsh punishments and enjoying lavish excesses. The king detests Liatia,viewing her as a reminder of his late wife's infidelity. His reign is marked by widespread discontent among the people. Kingard's brutal handling of dissent ultimately leads to his overthrow by a rebellion driven by grievances against his tyrannical rule.
Protagonists without names
They are part of a rebellion that overthrows Kingard's regime. They are determined,courageous,and just. The rebels are fueled by anger against Kingard's atrocities and seek to establish democracy. They successfully capture Liatia,intending to bring her before the people for justice. However,their leader shows mercy when faced with Kingard's threat,prioritizing the establishment of a new government over personal vendettas.
I was young, very young, yet my figure was already plump and full of charm.
My beauty was praised by everyone in the kingdom.
I was the only daughter of Kingard, the king of a northern kingdom.
My father was a tyrant, extremely cruel and oppressive.
He enjoyed punishing others and derived pleasure from their pain.
He also indulged in excesses, taking pleasure in grand feasts and beautiful women.
The people of the kingdom were fed up with his rule and were helpless.
That was the situation until one day the rebellion broke out.
The rebels were determined to overthrow my father's rule.
They were courageous and just, and their aim was to establish democracy in the kingdom.
The rebellion lasted for a long time, but finally, they succeeded in capturing my father and taking him down from his rule.
The people were overjoyed, and the kingdom celebrated for three days and three nights.
I took advantage of the chaos and escaped from the kingdom.
I knew that if I stayed, I would be punished by the people for my father's atrocities.
I had always dreamed of becoming a queen, but that dream was shattered when my father lost his rule.
Now, I had to find another way to achieve my dream.
I press myself against the cold stone wall, pulling my dark cloak tighter as another group of drunken revelers stumbles past.
Their crude songs about my father's execution echo through the narrow alley, the words making my stomach turn.
I've heard enough of those songs tonight to last a lifetime.
My fingers brush against the edge of a wanted poster tacked to the wall, and I can't resist glancing at it.
My own face stares back at me, the artist's rendition making me look like some demon-spawn.
The words "Traitor" and "Wanted for Crimes Against the People" are scrawled in bold letters across the top.
I tear my gaze away from it, focusing on the flickering torches that line the street.
The flames dance and cast eerie shadows on the buildings, making it seem like the city itself is alive and moving.
Through gaps between the buildings, I can see the palace windows glowing orange, like embers from a fire that refuses to be extinguished.
Screams pierce the night air, echoing off the stone walls as former nobles are dragged out into the streets and dealt mob justice.
Crouching behind a stack of crates in the dimly lit alley, I watch as another noble family is dragged from their mansion.
The mob strips them of their fine clothes and jewels, leaving them in dirty undergarments.
Their screams echo off the stone walls as they're paraded toward the town square.
I clutch my own stolen servant's dress, grateful for its dull brown fabric and the fact that it's not fine enough to draw attention.
When the crowd passes, I slip from my hiding spot and make my way toward the city gates.
I keep my head down, avoiding eye contact with anyone who crosses my path.
The streets are filled with people, some celebrating and others running for their lives.
I weave through the crowds, my heart pounding in my chest.
As I approach the city gates, I see a guard stopping a woman ahead of me.
He asks her questions, and she fumbles with her papers before he lets her pass.
My heart sinks as I realize that I'll have to go through the same thing. I reach into my sleeve and grip the forged papers that I managed to obtain before fleeing the palace.
They're not perfect, but they should be enough to get me out of here undetected.
As I approach the guard, I can feel sweat trickling down my back.
I try to remain calm, but my hands are shaking as I hand him my papers.
He looks at them for a moment before glancing up at me.
"Where are you headed?" he asks gruffly.
"I'm going to visit my sister," I reply, trying to keep my voice steady.
"She lives in a nearby village."
He nods, handing back the papers, and I step through the gates into the unknown.
