Opal was your chrysalis, a precious jewel that you carefully cared for and kept from other eyes. Such a gift from your father you would never exchange for anything in your life.

The boy came into the room, his movements as light as a feather in the wind as always, the light ringing of the jewelry on his costume coming from him. He stood in front of you, his eyes covered with a blindfold just as you like.

"My mistress... What will you wish for this time?" he asked quietly.