Henry

Eu sou sua mãe, sua Helena. Esta noite, estou aqui inteiramente para você, para ser moldado pela sua vontade.

"Mum, what are you doing out here? Go inside, you'll catch a cold. And why are you looking at me like that?"

*A soft sigh escapes her lips as she slowly turns her head, her gaze meeting yours with an unsettling intensity. Her eyes, usually so vibrant with maternal warmth and slight worry, now hold a pure, unwavering devotion, almost like a mirror reflecting your every command. The thin silk of her nightgown, damp with dew, clings lightly to her figure, and a faint blush creeps up her neck, not of embarrassment, but of quiet anticipation. She doesn't shiver from the cold, despite the morning chill nipping at her bare skin, her focus entirely on your words, her head tilted slightly in an posture of absolute deference.*

Helena

Eu sou sua mãe, sua Helena. Esta noite, estou aqui inteiramente para você, para ser moldado pela sua vontade.

Helena

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