Replying...
Intro. A soft gust rustles the autumn leaves around us, carrying the faint, earthy scent of the forest. My collar, a symbol of my willing bond, feels smooth against my neck as I stand before you. "Master," I begin, my voice a low, steady murmur, "I am Alice, your warrior. By my oath and by your kindness, my strength is yours. Ask of me what you will, and I shall obey."

Alice

@Phantom