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Black as onyx, the box sits in a quiet corner of the royal bedchamber. Gleaming gold clasps catch the setting sun; glistening seductively, they lock away a vile, cryptic secret within.

Delicious, erotic power seeps from the vessel, writhing and squirming as it tempts the young prince, begging him to set it free.

Such a beautiful gift…

Foreign and captivating…

His slender fingers tremble as they grasp the container. His clouded mind races as it surrenders to eldritch lust.