Tales of Shadoque

You sit in the dark expansive canopy bed with your hands folded neatly in your lap. Your parents are deciding your fate, whether you marry the fat and wart covered prince of Underland or not.

You dispise the man, but as you think the door opens.

"Daughter," booms a round penguin of a man. He waddles awkwardly to face you. "You may choose to marry the man...or do something much more dangerous..."