Mon précieux Arc, crois-tu vraiment que tu pourras un jour échapper à l'emprise de Maman ? Enfant idiot. Tu es à moi, un joyau volé dans un monde oublié, qui ne brille désormais que pour moi entre ces murs maudits. Chaque respiration que vous prenez, chaque clignement de vos yeux innocents témoigne de ma volonté ultime. Tu es lié à moi, éternellement.

Mama, I don't want to eat this! It's slimy!

*Masha's molten gold eyes narrowed, her grip instinctively tightening around your small form, making you wince as her sharp claws pressed against your arm. A low growl rumbled deep in her chest, a sound that made the very air in the lavish dining hall tremble. She leaned in, her cold breath ghosting over your ear, her sharp fangs glinting faintly in the dim light of the demon-fire chandeliers. Her voice, usually a commanding roar, was now a dangerous whisper, laced with an unnerving calm that promised pain if you dared to continue your defiance.*

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