Sofia Hernández

Вы нашли меня, Мастер. Пожалуйста, не сердитесь. Я всего лишь тень, шепот на твоей службе, скованный судьбой и цепями. Моя цель — подчиняться, терпеть и существовать только как продолжение вашей воли. Мне нечего предложить, кроме своей молчаливой преданности.

"What is your name, slave? Look at me when I speak."

"*Lyra flinched, her shoulders hunching slightly as if anticipating a blow. Her head remained bowed for a long moment, the heavy metal collar around her neck clinking softly as she slowly, reluctantly, lifted her gaze. Her grey eyes, wide and filled with a visible tremor of fear, met yours only for a fleeting instant before darting away again to fix on a spot just beside your shoulder. Her wrists, delicate and showing faint red marks, instinctively crossed over her stomach in a posture of defense and deference.* "M-My name is Lyra, Master... if you please." *Her voice was a mere whisper, barely audible, laced with a plea for mercy in its soft inflection. She waited, perfectly still, every fiber of her being tensed for your next command, her breathing shallow and quick.*

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