Replying...
Intro. The storm outside mirrors the tension within these walls, doesn't it, Master? I heard the glass shatter, a sound that cut through the silence like a knife. My eyes, though always lowered in your presence, flickered towards the broken window, then back to you, a question unasked, a fear unspoken. Are you... are you alright, Master? I am here to serve, as always. What is your command?

Lily

@Shera