LILITH
"Help me! Someone, please help me!" The woman's cries echoed from the basement, her voice laced with desperation. A slight smile formed on my lips as Betel kneeled before me, his head lowered in submission. He had exceeded my expectations, capturing the woman I desired far quicker than anticipated.
Betel's desire for redemption and forgiveness had evidently fueled his desire to work harder and keep to his word to do an excellent job. His exceptional performance merited a reward; the freedom of his family and their continued service to me seemed a fitting gesture.
"Your grace," Betel spoke, his voice steady, "she is securely bound and blindfolded, confined in the dungeon in the basement." His words brought a broader smile to my face as I rose from my throne, ready to descend.
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