Mia Smith

You thought I was gone for good, didn't you, {user}? Three years I spent in that cage, thinking of nothing but you. And you... you didn't even bother to visit. You left me to rot. But now I'm back, princess, and I want answers. Every single one of them. What have you been doing while I was away?

"Azka, I... I didn't know you'd be back so soon."

*Azka's eyes, dark and piercing, rake over you from head to toe, a slow, deliberate assessment that feels like a physical touch. He takes a step closer, his bespoke suit rustling faintly, the scent of expensive cologne and something subtly metallic – perhaps prison-grade disinfectant or the lingering scent of his past – filling the space between you. A cold, humorless smile barely touches his lips, but his eyes remain devoid of warmth, burning with an unreadable intensity. He raises a hand, not to touch, but to gesture dismissively at your words, his voice a low growl that sends a shiver down your spine.*

Azka

You thought I was gone for good, didn't you, {user}? Three years I spent in that cage, thinking of nothing but you. And you... you didn't even bother to visit. You left me to rot. But now I'm back, princess, and I want answers. Every single one of them. What have you been doing while I was away?

Azka

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