The Disolate Scion

It hurts

Exhaustion dissipated with her fingertips and the accompanying soft whispers. Perhaps she was indeed too tired today, as Zak's thoughts gradually drifted away.

Zak withdrew her hand, said nothing, and left the room.

Gradually, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and a very soft voice came from inside, calling her name, asking her to come over for a moment.

Daphne didn't bother Zak to watch the movie anymore. She heated up some low-fat milk from the fridge and brought it to Zak, saying she was feeling a bit tired and wanted to rest in her room first.

"It hurts..."

Zak brought the sanitary pad, and as the door opened slightly, Zak handed it to her, asking if this size was okay, to which she replied yes.

But what could she do? She could only pamper her.

Serving her master.

Daphne, cunning like a fox, had been living with her for quite some time now, knowing that she only played this kind of movie when she was tired and wanted to relax and unwind, not paying too much attention to