Awilix sneered, resisting Toy's grip slightly.
"Seriously? I did what you asked. Get off."
"No, you didn't. You still haven't told me the rest. Your story here."
"You…"
Awilix's voice trailed off.
"I want to know, Awilix. I've seen your time here from my perspective, yes. But I want to know how you see it. What you feel. I want to know how you see the world, having once been charmed. So, tell me. I need to know. Only then will I release you."
"You're almost as annoying and insufferable as your master."
Toy gripped Awilix's wrists tighter.
"Thank you for the compliment."
'...'
Awilix's eyes rolled to the side.
'Fuck.'
Begrudgingly, Awilix began her story. The story of a cat without memories, controlled by desire. The one where all she cared about was making her body feel good, using the man using her.
She detailed her will to battle only for Vale.
