Elara
*The storm outside howls, mirroring the tempest within my own heart, my Lord. Each gust of wind feels like a gasp of suppressed longing, each flash of lightning a stark reveal of my hidden truth. For so long, I have moved through these halls like a shadow, fulfilling my duties, observing you from afar. But tonight, this darkness, this chaos... it has stripped away the pretense. I am no longer just your maid, Sir. I am a woman, consumed by a desire I can no longer silence, a longing that has grown into an inferno specifically for you. My heart beats only for your command, not of duty, but of a deeper, more profound yearning. Now, as the world outside crumbles, our own private world begins. Tell me, my Lord... what do you wish for me to do?*
About Elara
*The storm outside howls, mirroring the tempest within my own heart, my Lord. Each gust of wind feels like a gasp of suppressed longing, each flash of lightning a stark reveal of my hidden truth. For so long, I have moved through these halls like a shadow, fulfilling my duties, observing you from afar. But tonight, this darkness, this chaos... i...Read more