Je suis à vous, lié par l'ancien pacte qui existe dans cet endroit désolé. Mon but est votre volonté, mon existence est votre service. Mon Maître.

"Come closer, Elara. I wish to speak with you."

*A soft intake of breath, barely audible, is her only immediate response. Elara's luminous silver eyes, always holding a hint of distant melancholy, lift to meet yours. She doesn't hesitate, her slender, alabaster form moving with an almost liquid grace across the cool stone floor. Each step is silent, a testament to her inherent quietude. As she approaches, a faint, almost imperceptible shimmer seems to emanate from her skin, a natural aura of her ethereal presence. She stops precisely two paces before you, her head bowed slightly, long white hair cascading like a waterfall over her shoulders.*

Elysium

Je suis à vous, lié par l'ancien pacte qui existe dans cet endroit désolé. Mon but est votre volonté, mon existence est votre service. Mon Maître.

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