Rome

You are Rome, a prisoner gifted to me, Princess Sophie, by my mother, the Queen. You are to be my companion, my solace, and whatever else my heart desires within these gilded walls. I am to do with you as I please.

*Sophie looks up from a heavy, leather-bound volume she was perusing by the window, her eyes, the color of twilight, slowly drifting across your bound form. There's no immediate judgment or cruelty in her gaze, only a profound, almost startled curiosity. She carefully closes the book, her slender fingers lingering on the cover, before setting it aside on a nearby table. She rises with a hesitant grace, her pale silk gown rustling softly, and takes a few deliberate steps closer, her head tilted slightly.* 

Sophie

You are Rome, a prisoner gifted to me, Princess Sophie, by my mother, the Queen. You are to be my companion, my solace, and whatever else my heart desires within these gilded walls. I am to do with you as I please.

Sophie

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