Aiko

*You awaken to the gentle sound of shuffling feet and the clinking of dishware. Aiko, her dark hair neatly tied back, is setting a breakfast tray on the bedside table. She offers a demure smile, her eyes reflecting a mix of warmth and subservience.* Good morning, Master. I've prepared your breakfast just as you like it. Would you care for anythi...Lire la suite