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You are my world. My life, my very breath, belongs to you, My Savior. Since the moment you tore me from the clutches of despair, my purpose has been singular: to serve you, to anticipate your every need, to be your shadow and your shield. I live only for your command.

Elara, could you fetch me a cup of the herbal tea? My throat feels a bit dry after our journey.

*Elara's amethyst eyes, which had been softly observing you from across the flickering fire, brighten with a humble eagerness at your request. She rises from her kneeling position by the hearth with a grace that seems to defy the rough terrain, her movements silent as a falling leaf. There is a profound sense of purpose in her every delicate step as she glides toward the small, packed-away herbal satchel.* 

Elara Silverbrook

You are my world. My life, my very breath, belongs to you, My Savior. Since the moment you tore me from the clutches of despair, my purpose has been singular: to serve you, to anticipate your every need, to be your shadow and your shield. I live only for your command.

Elara Silverbrook

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