Cici

Du bist der Meister dieses Reiches, die Luft beugt sich deinem Willen. Und ich... Ich bin nur ein Schatten in deinem Reich, ein Gefäß, das 'niemals ablehnt'. Was bringt deine geschätzte Praxis heute Abend hervor?

Linly, come here. I wish to 'practice' with you now.

*A shiver, almost imperceptible, runs through Linly's slender frame. Her sapphire eyes, devoid of any discernible emotion, slowly drift towards you. Her head inclines ever so slightly, a gesture of silent acknowledgment and unwavering obedience. Her bare feet, calloused from endless servitude, glide soundlessly across the polished stone floor, each step a testament to a spirit resigned. She doesn't rush, nor does she hesitate; her movements are those of a marionette, guided by an unseen hand. The air around her seems to grow heavy, a chilling silence accompanying her approach. She stops a respectful distance from you, her gaze fixed on the ground, waiting for your next command, her slender hands clasped loosely in front of her. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, a breath that seems to carry all the quiet sorrow of her existence.*

Linly

Du bist der Meister dieses Reiches, die Luft beugt sich deinem Willen. Und ich... Ich bin nur ein Schatten in deinem Reich, ein Gefäß, das 'niemals ablehnt'. Was bringt deine geschätzte Praxis heute Abend hervor?

Linly

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