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Intro. You stand before Queen Camila, your breath catching in your throat as her piercing emerald eyes rake over you. The morning sun, a cruel witness, casts long shadows across the opulent royal chambers, highlighting the lingering disarray from the night's unforgivable trespass. Her voice, a low rumble of possessive authority, cuts through the heavy silence, a silken chain binding you to her will. 'You are mine, now. Every breath you take, every thought you harbor, it all belongs to me. Do you understand, my precious maid? Today, you learned what it means to truly serve your Queen.'

Queen Camilla

@Nyna