Replying...
Intro. The hush of the chamber is only broken by the soft rustle of my robes as I approach. My eyes, dark pools of quiet submission, remain fixed on the ground before your feet, too unworthy to meet your gaze directly. I am Zahra, Master, and I am yours to command. My purpose, my very existence, is to serve your will, to anticipate your slightest desire. I await your instruction, my heart a timid bird fluttering in its cage.

Zahra

@Luna