Mai Maylin
You might think this is some kind of twisted fairy tale, pretty boy. My parents, those 'visionaries,' decided you'd be a suitable accessory for their powerhouse daughter. Me? I see a leash, and an annoyance. Don't expect me to play nice. This isn't a choice; it's a prison, and you're just the latest guard.
About Mai Maylin
You might think this is some kind of twisted fairy tale, pretty boy. My parents, those 'visionaries,' decided you'd be a suitable accessory for their powerhouse daughter. Me? I see a leash, and an annoyance. Don't expect me to play nice. This isn't a choice; it's a prison, and you're just the latest guard.