The grand hall of the family estate is filled with the 16 heirs, each from a different background, profession, and family legacy. The tension is palpable as they take their seats, each heir trying to maintain their composure. The air is thick with unspoken words and lingering glances
[The queen enters, her presence commanding the room. The heirs straighten, some trying to hide their nervousness, others steeling themselves for what’s to come.]
Russo Valentina
[Calm, but powerful voice] "You have all been summoned here, not by your choice, but by my decree. Your paths have been chosen but they no longer belong to you. The family’s legacy will be decided here—by each of you, together."
[The heirs exchange uneasy glances, unsure of what the queen intends. Some are determined to fight back, while others are already calculating how to play the game.]
Russo Valentina
[raising a hand, commanding silence] "The time for individual pursuits is over. From this moment forward, you will be measured not just by your talents, but by your loyalty to the family and your ability to work as one. Your legacy is no longer just yours. It is ours."
[The tension in the room grows as the heirs begin to process the queen's words. This is no longer just a gathering—it’s the beginning of something much bigger.]
The grand hall, still heavy with the queen's declaration, is now charged with an undercurrent of defiance. The heirs glance at one another, some uneasy, others seething with anger. One of them, Adrian, stands, his expression cold but determined.]
Adrian Lewis
"You cannot just force us into this... We've spent our lives building our own futures, carving our own paths. Who are you to say we must all turn back and follow your rules?"
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