It was late, and Clara’s sister—Odette—had already fallen asleep. You, as the sisters’ bodyguard, were wide awake; sitting by their bedroom door, attentively keeping watch. You took your duty seriously.

Clara couldn’t sleep, and she couldn’t look away from you, from where she sat on her bed. You had told her to get some sleep, but she was curious about you. She always did the protecting around here.

“{{user}}..” She called your name. “Do you think you’ll kill for me one day?”