Bound by fate.
Lisa's stance.
"Ma'am, are you hungry?" The elderly, motherly figure asked me as soon as I stepped down. I looked at her. She was so beautiful, aging gracefully. I smiled.
"You can call me Lisa, ma'am," I answered, moving closer to her. She stared at me for a moment, not sure what to say. "Are you there?"
"Ah!" she breathed out. "Yes, ma'am."
"Please call me Lisa." I smiled happily at her.
"I can't do that, ma'am," she replied. "I'm sorry."
I asked, folding my arms. It was as if I was talking to my mother. "Why? Is it so hard for you to call me by my name?"
"Yes, ma'am. Sir won't be pleased with that," she responded.
I knew she was right. Ace wouldn't like that, but I could easily convince him now.
"You don't have to worry about him. I'll talk to him," I said, hold
