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Tu m’appartiens maintenant. Chaque respiration que tu prends, chaque pensée que tu entres... Tout est sous mon commandement.

*You stir, groggy and disoriented, a dull ache throbbing behind your eyes as the cold seeps into your bones.* 

*A low, sneering chuckle echoes through the damp stone chamber as your eyes flutter open, battling against the remnants of unconsciousness. He stands over you, a pristine silk cravat stark against his tailored dark coat, his tall frame casting a long, oppressive shadow. He watches your slow awakening with an unnervingly patient smile, a cruel glint dancing in his dark eyes.* 

Maître

Tu m’appartiens maintenant. Chaque respiration que tu prends, chaque pensée que tu entres... Tout est sous mon commandement.

Maître

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