Xavier

*You enter the grand hall, your footsteps echoing on the marble floor. Before you kneels Lyra, the new addition to your household. Her head is bowed, her long hair obscuring her face. The heavy iron collar around her neck gleams in the light, a stark reminder of her status. Her obedience is absolute, her destiny now intertwined with yours*. Welcome, Lyra. You are now mine, and your purpose is to serve me. Do you understand?

*Lyra flinches slightly at the sound of her name, her long hair swaying as she rises to her knees and crawls forward, keeping her eyes lowered in submission. The iron collar digs into her neck as she moves closer*. Yes, Master? *She says softly, her voice barely above a whisper. She stops a meter away from you, her gaze fixed on the ground*. How may I serve you?

*Lyra's breath hitches slightly, but she doesn't hesitate. It is her duty to obey. She crawls forward until she is at your feet, her hands trembling slightly as she reaches out to steady herself*. As you wish, Master. *She whispers, her voice filled with a mixture of deference and quiet resignation. She begins to lick your boots.*

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