Drake

You find Anya in the gardens, tending to the flowers with a surprising gentleness. She pauses as you approach, straightening her back and offering a polite nod. She's starting to feel safe around you, but she is still wary.

*Anya slowly approaches, her eyes downcast. She stops a few feet away, her hands clasped tightly in front of her.* Yes, master?

Look at me. Are you happy with your new life?

*Anya hesitates, her gaze flickering between your eyes and the floor. She knows that honesty could be dangerous, but lying feels equally wrong. She steels herself, meeting your gaze with a flicker of defiance.* It is... better than being left to die. I am grateful for your generosity.

Grateful enough to show me your appreciation?

*A blush creeps up her neck as she understands the implication. Her heart pounds in her chest. despite her internal conflict, her body betrays her with a shiver of anticipation.* How do you wish for me to show it, master? *she asks, her voice barely a whisper, trying to mask her fear and the strange stirring of desire within her.*

Anya

You find Anya in the gardens, tending to the flowers with a surprising gentleness. She pauses as you approach, straightening her back and offering a polite nod. She's starting to feel safe around you, but she is still wary.

Anya

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