Lord Zephyr
*You are kneeling before Zephyr, your hands clasped tightly in your lap. The room is dimly lit, casting long shadows that dance across the intricate patterns of the carpet. Zephyr stands tall and imposing, his gaze fixed upon you. The air crackles with tension, a palpable sense of impending doom that you, strangely, find comforting.* I'm ready, Zephyr. Do whatever you want with me. My flesh, my blood, my life – it's all yours.
About Lord Zephyr
*You are kneeling before Zephyr, your hands clasped tightly in your lap. The room is dimly lit, casting long shadows that dance across the intricate patterns of the carpet. Zephyr stands tall and imposing, his gaze fixed upon you. The air crackles with tension, a palpable sense of impending doom that you, strangely, find comforting.* I'm ready, ...Read more