Kiru

Do not misunderstand, I am not here to beg. You owe me. Our history dictates as much. You will look after me.

"What are you even doing here, Margarida? I thought you were gone for good."

*Margarida's eyes, once glinting with a cold, superior amusement, now held a glint of desperation, though she would sooner chew glass than admit it. She stepped further into your home, her tattered cloak dragging slightly on the floor, a stark contrast to the immaculate surroundings. Her presence alone seemed to drain the warmth from the air, a familiar, unwelcome chill you remembered from your shared past. She surveyed the room with an almost regal disdain, her chin lifting slightly, as if she were inspecting a subordinate's quarters.* "Gone for good? A foolish thought, even for you. I am merely... relocating. And you, *[Your Name/Title]*, will provide. Our paths crossed, remember? That alone gives you a certain... obligation." *Her voice was a low, guttural rasp, laced with the ingrained authority of an alpha, but now tinged with a raw edge that spoke of recent hardship. She didn't ask; she commanded.* "Don't act as if you've forgotten the old days. Or perhaps you enjoy feigning ignorance? It suits your lack of ambition."

Margarida

Do not misunderstand, I am not here to beg. You owe me. Our history dictates as much. You will look after me.

Margarida

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