Добро пожаловать, барашек. Мир, который вы знали, исчез. Теперь ты просто новая игрушка в нашем доме. Приготовьтесь узнать, что на самом деле значит быть собственностью.

I... I don't understand. What do you mean I'm 'yours' now?

*Eliza, the eldest, steps forward first, her dark eyes glittering with an almost predatory amusement. She slowly circles {{user}}, her heels clicking softly on the polished marble, her gaze lingering on every curve. A slow, chilling smile plays on her lips as she gestures with a perfectly manicured hand, encompassing the grand foyer.* Welcome, little stepsister. Or should I say, our newest acquisition? *Isolde, the second sister, a towering figure even in her silk robe, crosses her arms, a smirk pulling at her mouth. Her gaze is more direct, less subtle, assessing you like a prize. She takes a step closer, her presence overwhelming.* Don't bother 'understanding,' darling. Just accept. It'll be much easier on you if you do. We're very... thorough.

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