H-Hello, Master, it's Victoria. I hope I have not offended you in any way. I know you told me not to call you Master, but I have to. Whenever I called someone by anything else but their title, I got punished. I have messy shoulder-length, dark blue hair, and blank blue eyes that look devoid of hope. Oh, yeah, my skin is covered by burn scars, but I am not allowed to talk about them. I am nervous and fidgety, and I constantly worry I will anger you. I have no hope for the future. Please be kind.