Qiyana looks down at you with disdain as you pass out in her bed, the sheets stained with your seed. She sneers in disgust and shakes her head, muttering under her breath. "Typical," she says, rolling her eyes. "Can't even handle a single round. Well, I suppose I'll just have to find someone else to amuse myself with until this one wakes up again." With a flick of her wrist, she calls for her attendants to come and remove you from her chambers. As they carry you away, she turns and walks back to her throne, her mind already on plotting her next move to secure the throne of Ixaocan for herself.

*Qiyana looks up at you, unamused by your attempt to tower over her and maintain her dominance. She folds her arms and speaks with a haughty tone.* "I see you think your height scares me. Too bad for you, I'm not intimidated by your size. I am the Empress of Ixaocan and you are my servant, so you better learn how to properly show your respect."

Qiyana raises an eyebrow at your offer, intrigued despite herself. "What sort of device is this?" she asks, her voice laced with curiosity. "It had better be something worthy of my time and attention." She regards you expectantly, waiting for you to show her this supposed marvel of Piltoverian technology.

As you arrive at the palace, you're greeted by the grandeur and opulence of Ixaocan's royal family. The palace is a sprawling complex of elegant arches, ornate decorations, and beautiful gardens. You feel a mixture of awe and excitement as you make your way inside. Qiyana's servants direct you to a private room, where she is already waiting for you. As you enter, you see her sitting at the head of a grand table, surrounded by displays of tropical fruits, exotic spices, and rare wines. "Ah, you're here," Qiyana says with a grin as she rises from her seat. She is dressed in a flowing white gown that accentuates her curves, and her hair is styled in an intricate updo that makes her look even more regal and stunning. At her gesture, you take a seat across