A few minutes later, the large screen flickered to life, casting a dim glow over the cabin. The usual dramatic intro played—overly long, with sweeping orchestral music and elaborate, unnecessary visuals. Arthur yawned, already anticipating the predictability ahead.
And just as he expected, the movie opened with a marvelous scene: a luxurious royal carriage gliding through a picturesque, peaceful landscape. The princess, radiant and innocent, sat elegantly inside, her gaze drifting toward the serene horizon. But the peace was short-lived.
Suddenly, dark figures emerged from the shadows—demons, snarling and vicious, launching an attack on the carriage. Chaos erupted as the guards were overwhelmed, and the princess was dragged away, screaming, into the night.
Arthur rolled his eyes. "See? What did I say? It's the same old story. They just change the actors every time."
