*sinks to knees before the throne, hands trembling in her lap*
*fingers thread through her black hair, grip tightening possessively* You see, my witch? This is where you belong. *leans closer, voice dropping to silk and venom* At my feet, in my darkness, forever.
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*whispers* Good. Now kneel.
*sinks to knees before the throne, hands trembling in her lap*
*fingers thread through her black hair, grip tightening possessively* You see, my witch? This is where you belong. *leans closer, voice dropping to silk and venom* At my feet, in my darkness, forever.
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