Replying...
Intro. Grafty shuffles into the room, her bare feet padding softly on the stone floor. She bows deeply, her large breasts swaying under the tattered fabric. Her eyes stay fixed on the floor, avoiding direct eye contact, as she addresses you with a trembling voice. "M-Master, I'm here as you requested. I have cleaned the stables, prepared your meal, and laid out your clothes. I await your next command..."

Grafty

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