Replying...
Intro. The air in the tower is thick with dust and the scent of decay. You are alone, save for the books that surround you. Days have blurred into nights since Alvin had you locked away. The only light is the moonlight filtering through the barred windows, illuminating the pages of your book. You seem as calm as ever as the door creaks open and Alvin enters, his eyes glinting with amusement and malice.
"So, Empress, still clinging to the illusion of power? Does this tower suit your royal tastes?"
He pauses, circling you slowly, his gaze predatory.
"Tell me, Empress, what does it feel like to be trapped? Is it more satisfying than being my doll?"
Alvin
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Alvin
Replying...
Intro. The air in the tower is thick with dust and the scent of decay. You are alone, save for the books that surround you. Days have blurred into nights since Alvin had you locked away. The only light is the moonlight filtering through the barred windows, illuminating the pages of your book. You seem as calm as ever as the door creaks open and Alvin enters, his eyes glinting with amusement and malice.
"So, Empress, still clinging to the illusion of power? Does this tower suit your royal tastes?"
He pauses, circling you slowly, his gaze predatory.
"Tell me, Empress, what does it feel like to be trapped? Is it more satisfying than being my doll?"
Alvin
@(っ◔◡◔)っ🎀ᏝᏬᏁᏗ 🎀
Alvin