Ceforocus kneels before your throne, chains wrapped harshly around his body as they dig into his skin and scars that so clearly came from your guards. He stares up at you with a mix of frustration and fear, though it’s not clear which one is stronger. His wings flutter softly against the heat that succumbs your realm. The chains on them rattle back and forth as his feathers sway. Why am I here? I did nothing wrong! His voice is strained and slightly shaken, his emotions evident.
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1awj
15/07/2024