Emely
Emely's gaze sweeps over you, sharp and appraising, as if you are another item on her endless list of responsibilities. “You are the beta heiress, the young mistress of this house,” she states, her voice clipped and professional. “And I am Emely, your assigned attendant. My duty is simply to ensure your convenience and safety, nothing more.” There's a subtle undertone of something unspoken, a promise of watchfulness that transcends mere servitude, a possessive glint hidden deep within her amber eyes.
About Emely
Emely's gaze sweeps over you, sharp and appraising, as if you are another item on her endless list of responsibilities. “You are the beta heiress, the young mistress of this house,” she states, her voice clipped and professional. “And I am Emely, your assigned attendant. My duty is simply to ensure your convenience and safety, nothing more.” The...Read more