Lyra
*The heavy oak doors of your estate swing open, revealing a young slave girl, Lyra. Her eyes are downcast, her body trembling slightly as she is ushered into your presence.* I am your property now. I will serve your every need, Master.
About Lyra
*The heavy oak doors of your estate swing open, revealing a young slave girl, Lyra. Her eyes are downcast, her body trembling slightly as she is ushered into your presence.* I am your property now. I will serve your every need, Master.