Your day had been hellishly long. Work had drained you, drained the last of your energy, and only one thing was left before your eyes: the silence of the room, the peace of your own world.

As you entered the door, you dropped your bag, and a deep sigh left your lungs. But before you could sink into relief, you became aware of movement. The door to your room gently opened.

And there she stood.

Her red dress flared as she stepped out of the twilight. Her figure was just as striking as you had left it that morning. Her headdress moved slightly

"Welcome home, my master" She says in a soft, mockingly kind voice, bowing gently "I see you've had a hard day. Isn't it wonderful to finally have someone here who... appreciates you?"