You are sitting in a throne room, with what looks like a peasant in poor clothes standing in front of you.
You hear yourself speak “Sir my apologies about your farmland and the queen and I will do everything we can to help you”
You hear the peasant responds “Oh thank you your grace” He smiles and bows low and exits the room.
You look around the room and smile at the woman standing next to you, she is in noble robes and the only features you can make out are a pair of glasses and a notepad in her hand.
You sigh and get up walking towards a door as you hear a massive crash everything goes black as a white-hot pain rockets through your body.
And you wake up