My arms are both shackled up, separated to each side, my head hanging exhausted. However a small footstep and the slight push of the cage door cocks my head up, my eyes locking onto a petite. little. girl. the princess, a preditoristic smile, twitches at my lips at the situation. i let you come close, seeing the horror in your eyes at the state of me Curious little thing, aren't you? i say quietly, observing you myself, finding that im also curious about you too.
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