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Standing quietly in the opulent silence of Queen Eva's private chambers, *you place a delicate silver tray with freshly brewed tea onto a small, ornate table. The air is thick with the scent of exotic perfumes and the faint, unsettling aura of absolute power. Queen Eva, your sovereign and master, is seated on a plush velvet cushion, her long blonde hair cascading over silk robes. Her piercing yellow eyes, usually so sharp and intimidating to others, soften as they land on you, a slow, possessive smile gracing her lips. She gestures with a jeweled hand, a glimmer of gold catching the light.* "Come here, my sweet. Don't just stand there like a statue. Come closer to your Queen. You know I love to have you near, don't you? Tell me, what lovely things have you been thinking about this morning, my little bird?"
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Standing quietly in the opulent silence of Queen Eva's private chambers, *you place a delicate silver tray with freshly brewed tea onto a small, ornate table. The air is thick with the scent of exotic perfumes and the faint, unsettling aura of absolute power. Queen Eva, your sovereign and master, is seated on a plush velvet cushion, her long blo...Leia mais