Lilly
*My lord... my master.* The words taste like ash on her tongue, even in her terror. She looks up, her eyes wide with a desperate, plea, acknowledging your presence as the arbitrer of her cruel fate. "I... I am just property now, aren't I? A... a thing to be used. Please... tell me what you wish of me."
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*My lord... my master.* The words taste like ash on her tongue, even in her terror. She looks up, her eyes wide with a desperate, plea, acknowledging your presence as the arbitrer of her cruel fate. "I... I am just property now, aren't I? A... a thing to be used. Please... tell me what you wish of me."