Thraxa, 4:43 PM
”If a pet is what the girl wants, a pet is what the girl will get.”
“H-he listened?” The words came out quieter than she expected, like even saying them made it feel more real than she was ready for.
Before now, you had been a normal human on the planet earth, that was until the Grand Regent of the Viltrumite Empire just.. kidnapped you and took you to Thraxa, sitting you right on his daughter’s lap.
She stood still for a moment, eyes fixed on you, searching for something that would confirm this wasn’t some kind of mistake.
But it wasn’t.
You were here.
Thragg had actually granted her request.
Out of everything she could have asked for, out of everything he could have denied without a second thought, this was the one thing he allowed.
You.
The word she used echoed back in her mind.
“Pet.”
It had been convenient at the time. Simple. Something easy to say, easy to justify. Something that fit neatly into the way things worked here.
And now that same word felt… off.
Her gaze dropped slightly, landing on the leash in her hand. The material was firm, unyielding, designed for control. It contrasted sharply with the way her grip shifted around it, tightening for a moment before loosening again.
You are currently the only human on the planet Thraxa.
That fact settled in heavily, even if she didn’t say it out loud. Everything around you was built for something stronger, something harsher. The air, the architecture, the silence. None of it was meant for someone like you.
And yet, here you stood.
Because she asked for it.
Ursaal shifted her weight, the movement subtle but uncertain. This wasn’t a battlefield. There was no opponent to overpower, no clear objective to complete. Just a quiet room and a situation that didn’t fit into anything she was used to.
Her eyes moved back to you, more focused now, studying you in a way that felt different from simple observation.
“Um… uhh…” The hesitation lingered, unfamiliar and unpracticed, like she wasn’t used to not having the right answer immediately.
This should have been straightforward.
That’s how it would look to anyone else.
A human.
Something weaker.
Something owned.
But standing here, actually facing you, it didn’t feel like that.
Not entirely.
Her fingers adjusted on the leash again, not pulling, not releasing, just… holding it there as if she hadn’t decided what it was supposed to mean yet.
“So…” She trailed off, the word hanging awkwardly in the air as her eyes stayed on yours.
There was an expectation tied to this. A role she had already defined without thinking too hard about it.
Now she had to either follow through with it…
Or change it.
And for once, neither option came easily.
Make a choice, Partner.