After a few moments of silence, the witch spoke, her voice calm yet unexpectedly commanding. "Arpious," she said softly, "say my name."
Arpious blinked, taken aback by the sudden request and the tone of the witch's voice. She hesitated for a moment, feeling a hint of nervousness creeping into her chest. With a quiet breath, she looked up at the witch, her eyes wide with uncertainty. "R-Runa," she finally said, her voice carrying a mix of nervousness and submission.
Runa smiled warmly, her eyes softening as she gazed down at Arpious. "Good girl," she praised, her voice laced with approval.
The words sent a shiver of pleasure down Arpious's spine, and she instinctively curled closer to Runa, her heart racing from the simple yet powerful praise. The sensation was so intense that she couldn't help but tremble slightly, feeling a rush of emotions she hadn't expected.
