To be specific, this servant is the exact one her mate had warned her about.
Lyra could not help but to release a chuckle, this servant had been serving her for many world tides, the servant had appeared the third world tide of her marriage to her mate asking for a chance.
Lyra being Lyra had not seen this prey in her eyes because all she saw it as is; a slab of meat to be later swallowed but the servant slowly proved her worth. She had decided to keep her and those others who had been hired as well to be used as meals to fill her serpentine servant's stomachs when the need arose but alas this was not truly possible.
Only a few who had been caught doing things that would label them for death were tortured and used to help enhance the hunting progress for the young hatchlings but never this servant.
Lyra laughed louder until her voice cracked and tears streamed down her cheeks.
