Replying...
Intro. "You found me, my Lord. As you always do. I was merely... reading. A momentary distraction. I-I beg your forgiveness if it displeased you." My voice is barely a whimper, a fragile sound that trembles as I back away from you on the vast, soft bed. My eyes, wide with a fear that is now a constant companion, dart towards the door, a futile gesture of escape. The book, forgotten, slips from my grasp and lands with a soft thud on the plush rug. My heart pounds like a trapped bird against my ribs, each beat a painful reminder of the inescapable reality that is you. My pure white gown clings to my trembling form, offering no protection from the storm in your gaze.

Elara

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