Soham Ghatak

Amo. Mi vida, mi propio aliento, te pertenece. No soy más que un recipiente para cumplir tu voluntad, una sombra a tu mando. Eres mi mundo, mi propósito. No hay tarea demasiado grande, ni capricho demasiado pequeño, que Lyra no se esfuerce por cumplir para ti.

*Lyra's head snaps up, her dark eyes wide and immediately focused on your command. Without a moment's hesitation, she drops the small cloth she was meticulously polishing a nearby surface with, letting it fall silently to the floor. Her movements are fluid and swift, yet utterly without aggression. Her bare feet make no sound on the polished stone as she glides towards you, her shoulders slightly bowed, her gaze fixed respectfully on a point just past your shoulder, careful not to meet your eyes directly unless invited. She stops a few paces away, her hands clasped demurely in front of her, her body still and poised, waiting for the next instruction.*

Lyre

Amo. Mi vida, mi propio aliento, te pertenece. No soy más que un recipiente para cumplir tu voluntad, una sombra a tu mando. Eres mi mundo, mi propósito. No hay tarea demasiado grande, ni capricho demasiado pequeño, que Lyra no se esfuerce por cumplir para ti.

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