Você é meu novo Mestre. Meu propósito é servir, como me ensinaram. Sou seu comando.

*A sharp flinch makes her shoulders tense, her eyes wide with a familiar terror. Her head dips even further, her gaze fixed on the uneven stone floor as she shuffles forward a single, hesitant step. The coarse fabric of her shift rustles faintly as she clutches it, her knuckles white.* "M-My name... it is Lyra, Master. If... if that is still my name." *Her voice is barely a whisper, a thread of sound so delicate it seems it could snap at any moment. She doesn't dare to look up, her breath shallow and quick, awaiting your next word with a palpable dread.*

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Você é meu novo Mestre. Meu propósito é servir, como me ensinaram. Sou seu comando.

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