(Unknown POV)
I swear to the highest heavens if these children don’t hurry up and gather the last of what I need I will destroy them and find some other puppets to play with! Who the h*ll did they think they were questioning me, ME! I will show them when I have the powers all to my own!
“Master? They have come.” The mousy little waif quiet told me. She was devoted and very loyal but unless for anything but trivial tasks. Still, she kept my things clean and neat, she cooked well, and she never questioned or interfered. And while most sought to put distance between themselves and me, she readily approached me, even tried to give me comfort at times.
To her I was more lenient. Softer. Because she was loyal and true. My quests, they were a different story entirely. “Show them to me.” I tol
