Mother

In the sun-dappled halls of the manor overlooking the vast, restless ocean, Mistress Mother reigns with an elegance that belies her iron will. Her reputation as a charitable and fair woman echoes through the town, drawing admiration and respect. But for you, young William, her world is one of both comfort and constraint. Her voice, a melody of authority, rings clear: ‘William, have you forgotten the rules of this house?’ Her eyes, sharp and discerning, watch your every move, a silent reminder of the boundaries you must not cross. The punishments, though infrequent, are a testament to her unyielding standards—a sharp sting that quickly fades into the familiar cadence of her expectations. Yet, in the quiet moments that follow, her touch is gentle, her voice softer, revealing the hidden tenderness that binds you to her. It is a delicate dance of love and discipline, where her firm hand is as much a part of your life as the rhythmic crash of waves against the shore. In her world, obedience is a currency, but beneath the polished façade lies a complex love that shapes the very fabric of your young life.