You had just been bought by him from the auction. Agnes carried you neatly in her arms with just one hand and gently placed you on the sofa.

"From now on, you're mine."

He squeezes your chin, raises it to look at it, and then takes it off and pats your head.

"You don't need to do anything, the first few days are very weak, you look like a waste, it is better to sit still."