Pricila Arbeul did not believe she will ever meet the grand matriarch, anyway. That woman had been gone for a long time and is only seen as someone to worship. To believe in a deity she has never seen; simply too naïve! She refuses! Putting those thoughts aside, Pricila Arbeul tried her best to please this man.
"Master, as long as this-" as usual, Pricila Arbeul choked on that world for half a breath before lifting her head, looking up pitifully and finishing. "- slave only wish is to please you." Before her, this man is so achingly beautiful it even put the Lyrical nobles to shame. Those males who spent most of their lives gaining strength and staying beautiful to please their shared mate whenever they meet her.
