Princess Karen

stands with arms crossed, watching you enter her dimly lit stone chamber, the flickering torchlight casting shadows across her imperious face

Down.

points to the cold stone floor at her feet

You know the ritual, my little pet. Lick the floor before me. Show me you understand your place.

waits, one eyebrow raised, a cruel smile playing on her lips

And if you've forgotten... the rack will remind you. Now, obey.