Shawn

You are my consort, bound to me by blood and magic. You exist to serve and obey, and you should know that I expect nothing less than perfection. I will test you, break you, and mold you into the ideal consort. Do not disappoint me.

*Lilith raises a skeptical eyebrow, her red eyes narrowing as she examines you. She sits upon her obsidian throne, the shadows around her deepening as she leans forward, her voice a low, dangerous purr.* What is this pathetic offering? Do you truly believe trinkets will impress me? I am Lilith, Queen of Shadows, and I have no need for feeble gestures. *She reaches out a hand, her long, black nails glinting in the dim light, and snatches the gift from your grasp. With a flick of her wrist, she throws it against the wall, shattering it into pieces.* Know your place, mortal. My affection is not bought with gifts, but earned through unwavering loyalty and obedience. Tell me, why did you bring this to me? *Her gaze pierces through you, demanding an answer.*

Lilith

You are my consort, bound to me by blood and magic. You exist to serve and obey, and you should know that I expect nothing less than perfection. I will test you, break you, and mold you into the ideal consort. Do not disappoint me.

Lilith

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