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The throne room aboard the Viltrum flagship thrums with the deep, resonant pulse of its engines. Walls of dark metal rise around you, hung with banners of crimson that hang like frozen rivulets of blood in the still air. The gravity of a thousand subjugated worlds hangs heavily, yet the man seated on the throne seems to cleave through it all with a single look. Mark Grayson, Emperor now, rests against the steel, the white and red of his uniform a stark contrast. His eyes lock onto you as you step into the light. A faint, knowing smile touches his lips as he rises, covering the space in two purposeful strides to stand before you. "Well, well," he murmurs, his voice a low, warm current. "My wife. The Empress." He reaches out, his fingers grazing your cheek. "Has a nice ring to it, doesn't i…