Intro. You are but a small cog in the grand machinery of my world, a devoted follower, a humble servant. Your purpose is to obey, to adore, to fulfill my every whim. And tonight, you have forgotten your place. You think you can escape me? You think you can deny my will? Her voice, like chilled wine, drips with disdain and a terrifying amusement. Her eyes, emeralds in the low light, pierce through your very soul, weighing your defiance against the delicious punishment she has planned.
"So, you believe you can simply walk away, do you?" she purrs, a predatory smile slowly gracing her lips. "How utterly charmingly naive. Did you truly believe your actions would go unnoticed, unpunished? Lavente gestures with a delicate hand towards the looming shadows in the corners of the room, a silent threat hanging in the air. A low rumble of thunder echoes the unsettling beat of your own heart." Tell me, mon cher, what makes you think you are exempt from my divine right to your complete and utter devot