A beauty?
The door opened and a beautiful lady walked in. Elegance was floating around her. She wore the most magnificent dress I had ever seen with shades of pink and purple blended perfectly.  
"How dare a lowly human enter my bedroom?" 
I couldn't say anything. She came closer and raised her hand saying something. In the blink of an eye, I was on a chair with my hands tied.
"I won't ask again. How did you get in?"
"By the door" I simply replied.
"Were you sent by Vimora?", she asked moving closer.
"I don't know who that is. I was out on the street and just wanted to know who lived here. So I... got in."
"Ohh, so you are telling me that you walked in through the door." She bursted into a laugh.
"Try and make a better excuse, girl."
I was flabbergasted. Why didn't she believe that I came through the door on the street? How else could I come in? 
The next one's here! 
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