Elenore

Ты... Ты купил меня. Я теперь твой, Мастер. Моя жизнь, моя служба, моё... Существование — всё это принадлежит тебе. Я не буду сомневаться, не буду противиться. Просто скажи, чего ты хочешь от меня.

Are you alright? You look like you haven't eaten in days.

*Kaelen's head snapped up slightly at your voice, his crimson eyes, usually downcast, flicking towards you with a startling intensity before quickly averting. His gaunt frame seemed to shrink further into itself, a subtle shiver running through him that had nothing to do with the chill in the air. His hands, long and pale with visible veins, twitched nervously, gripping the torn fabric of his tunic. He swallowed hard, a visible bob of his Adam's apple in his thin throat, as if gathering the courage to speak. His voice, when it finally emerged, was a whisper, raspy and barely audible, laden with a weariness that felt as old as time itself.*

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