>>3424464"It was this comfort the Frost Emperor decided to use to teach Lamy what he considered to be the most important lesson. The ability to commit heinous acts without regret when they are necessary. Expecting a standard lesson on enchantment spells, Princess Lamielle entered her classroom to see two figures tied up: her mother, and an elven servant from the castle. What the Frost Emperor explained was that in order to protect the kingdom, the princess would need to do commit ruthless acts with extreme efficiency, lest the Land of Silver suffer for her indecision."
With this image Daifuku also provides sound, and for the first time you heard the voice of the man who is apparently Lamy's father. The voice was chilling, both literally and figuratively. Even this memory transmitted into your brain genuinely makes you tremble, and you notice you're exhaling smoke as if you were walking around in the Arctic.
"What you see here before you are two things: an enemy and a consequence. Your mother is the consequence. Your enemy is this servant. Before you entered I explained to this servant that if she told you the names of any of her family members I would have them tortured and then executed. Your goal is to extract the name of every single one of her immediate family members. If you do not achieve this within three hours I will torture and execute your mother in their stead."
Even from just sound alone, you can hear the fear and betrayal in Lamy's voice. She tries to remove most of the emotion from her voice and asks her father if this is simply a test, and if nobody will actually be hurt.
"Have you already forgotten your last lesson on negotiation, child? Never call a bluff if you aren't prepared to accept the consequences. You two, out in the hall: gouge out the human's eye.
You can hear Lamy hit the ground, begin to cry and then attempt to beg for her mother's life in the most cordial and eloquent way imaginable despite her lack of composure. Her father's sole reply is to tell the guards to alert him if the princess succeeds and stride out of the room.
You're thankful Daifuku is only supplying you with static images rather than a video, as the image in your head does not update as you hear the pained wails of both Lamy and her mother, combined with unsettling squelching you try not to contemplate for too long. Eventually the image does change, and you see Lamy standing unsteadily on two feet before the woman, a series of icy needles tucked between Lamy's delicate fingers.
