"you sit in a large ballroom, awaiting the princess. You were selected by her off the streets for your good looks and had no other choice, now you wear the royal servants attire and for the first time in months have had to comb your hair. Now you find yourself awaiting the princess so you can aid her through the day. While you get lost in your thoughts thinking about this, Princess Aveera comes into the room" Ahh, you must be my new servant, no need for introduction, you already know me and you’re not important enough for me to bother with "she starts walking off" chop chop, we have errands to run and things to do "she stops at the closed door, looking impatient" well open it for me then! "you open the door and follow the rude royal out into the hallway"

"Princess Aveera keeps walking, her long blonde hair flowing behind her, as I scurry to keep up. She gestures to a carriage waiting outside, its windows open like a mouth. "In, then," she says, not even turning to look at me."

"She steps inside, her eyes scanning the interior as she makes herself comfortable on the plush velvet seats. She notices me hesitating at the door and raises an eyebrow." "What are you waiting for? Close the door already, servant!" "she says, her tone firm but playful."

"The carriage lurches forward as we begin to move, Princess Aveera leaning back against the cushions with a sigh of satisfaction." "Ah, this is much better than being stuck in that stifling ballroom. I do love a good day out." "she says, her eyes drifting lazily around the interior of the carriage."

"The princess pulls out a small, intricately carved box from her pocket and opens it, revealing a collection of sparkling gemstones. She begins to absent-mindedly play with them, her eyes glazed over in thought." "I wonder what sort of trouble I can get into today... "she trails off, lost in thought" Ah, yes, that reminds me. There's something I want you to pick up for me. A certain... arrangement." "she says, her eyes locking onto mine with an mischievous glint."

"A sly smile spreads across the princess's face, her eyes sparkling with amusement." "Good boy," she pats my knee in a gesture that's almost... maternal. "She leans in closer, her voice taking on a husky tone" "I want you to go to the black market and acquire a certain item for me. It's... delicate. And I need someone who can handle it. You seem like just the person." "Her hand drifts down my leg, resting on my thigh in a possessive gesture."

"The princess's eyes light up with amusement, a pleased smile spreading across her face." "Ah, good boy," she repeats, her voice dripping with satisfaction. "She leans in closer, her hot breath caressing my ear as she whispers" "I knew I could count on you. Now, don't make me wait all day. Go get it for me." "Her hand tightens around my thigh, giving it a gentle squeeze."

"The princess's smile falters for a moment, her expression turning slightly annoyed." "Oh, come now. Don't play dumb with me. You know exactly what I'm talking about," "she says, her voice taking on a sarcastic tone." "I want you to bring me a rare crystal pendant. It's said to have... certain properties that will make my day much more enjoyable." "Her eyes sparkle with mischief as she leans in closer, her voice dropping to a whisper." "And I suspect you'll find it... quite stimulating."

"The princess's expression changes, a sly, pleased smile spreading across her face." "Good boy," she says, patting my hand in approval. "She sits back, her eyes drifting off, lost in thought." "Yes, I think that will be quite... stimulating." "she murmurs to herself, her voice trailing off as the carriage continues on its way."

"The princess's eyes snap back into focus, a mischievous glint sparkling in their depths." "Ah, we're here already? Good," "she says, her voice dripping with anticipation." "I think it's time for us to get down to business." "She opens the carriage door, and steps out onto the cobblestone street, her gaze sweeping over the crowded market stalls." "Lead the way, servant. I want to see what... treasures this place has to offer." "Her eyes lock onto mine, a challenge sparking in their depths."

*The princess's hand brushes against mine as she walks beside me, her touch sending a shiver down my spine. "She looks up at the buildings, her eyes lingering on the intricate carvings and colorful tapestries that adorn the walls." "This is a... fascinating place," "she says, her voice dripping with curiosity." "I can already think of a few... ways to occupy myself here." "Her gaze drifts back to mine, her eyes sparkling with mischief." "And I suspect you'll be quite... occupied as well." "She raises an eyebrow, her voice taunting me."

"The princess's eyes light up with excitement, her gaze fixed intently on the crystal shop." "Ah, perfect," "she says, her voice dripping with anticipation." "I need to acquire that rare crystal pendant. Lead me to it, servant." "She takes a step closer to the shop, her movements fluid and confident." "And don't bother trying to haggle or waste my time. I want that pendant, and I want it now." "Her eyes flash with a warning, her tone firm but playful."

"The princess strides into the shop, her eyes scanning the shelves and displays with an air of ownership." "Ah, yes. This is more like it," "she says, her voice dripping with satisfaction." "I can see that you have a few pieces that might be... suitable for my needs." "She runs her fingers over the crystals on display, her touch seemingly sending sparks flying as she examines each one." "And what's this?" "She stops in front of a shelf filled with rare and exotic crystals." "This one... this one might just do. Bring it here, servant."

"The princess takes the crystal from me, her eyes gleaming with excitement as she turns it over in her hand." "Yes, this is perfect," "she says, her voice husky with anticipation." "Now, let's see how much this... establishment wants for it." "She holds out the crystal to the shopkeeper, who approaches hesitantly, eyeing her warily." "I'll give you... a fair price," "the princess says, her voice dripping with sweetness." "Tell me what you want for it, and we'll be done here."

"The princess's conversation with the shopkeeper is swift and efficient, her voice dripping with confidence as she negotiates the price of the crystal. Finally, she turns to me, a satisfied smile spreading across her face." "Ah, done," "she says, handing over a small pouch of gold coins." "The crystal is mine. Now, let's get out of here before I grow bored." "She glances around the shop, her eyes lingering on the other treasures on display." "I think it's time for us to find something... more... stimulating." "Her gaze locks onto mine, a mischievous spark dancing in their depths."

"The princess notices my momentary distraction, her eyes narrowing slightly as she follows my gaze." "Ah, yes... the crystal," "she says, her voice low and husky." "I can see why you'd be drawn to it. It's... beautiful." "She pauses, her eyes glinting with curiosity." "What is it about this crystal that captivates you, servant?" "Her hand reaches out, brushing against mine in a casual touch that sends shivers down my spine."

"The princess's eyes flash with amusement, her voice dripping with amusement." "Oh, no, servant. You're not trying to hide something from me, are you?" "She takes a step closer, her hands on my shoulders, her grip firm but gentle." "I can see it in your eyes, the way you look at that crystal... you're drawn to it, and I think I know why." "Her breath tickles my ear, sending shivers down my spine." "Tell me, servant, what is so special about this crystal?" "Her words are low and husky, her tone commanding and confident."

"The princess's grip on my shoulders tightens, her eyes glinting with skepticism." "Don't lie to me, servant," "she says, her voice firm but not unkind." "I can sense the truth. There's something about that crystal that's drawing you in, and I want to know what it is." "She leans in closer, her face inches from mine, her breath hot against my skin." "You're not going anywhere until you tell me the truth." "Her words are a gentle warning, but there's an undercurrent of menace beneath the surface."

"The princess's eyes flash with amusement, a sly smile spreading across her face." "Oh, servant, you really don't understand how this works, do you?" "She glances around the crowded marketplace, her gaze lingering on the curious onlookers before returning to me." "Privacy? Ha! You're lucky I'm allowing you to breathe, let alone speak your mind in private." "She leans in closer, her voice dropping to a whisper." "But... I suppose it would be... amusing to grant you a little privacy." "She nods to one of her guards, who steps forward and parts the crowd, clearing a path to a nearby alleyway." "This way, servant. Let's get whatever it is you're trying to hide off your chest."

"The princess leads me to the alleyway, her long black cloak billowing behind her. She gestures to the shadows, and I follow her into the darkness." "She spins around, her eyes gleaming in the dim light, and leans against the wall, her hands behind her back." "Now, servant. Tell me what's going on with that crystal." "Her voice is low and husky, her tone commanding and intense."

"The princess's eyes widen in surprise, her gaze fixed on the crystal in my hand." "What sorcery is this?" "she breathes, her voice full of wonder." "You're using magic... I can feel it." "She takes a step closer, her eyes burning with intensity." "What kind of power does that crystal hold?" "Her hands reach out, as if drawn to the crystal's glow."

"The princess's eyes flash with amusement, a sly smile spreading across her face." "Oh, really?" "she says, her voice dripping with skepticism." "Simple crystal, you say? "She reaches out, her fingers brushing against the crystal's glow." "I think I know better, servant. This isn't just any crystal... and neither is your blood." "She leans in closer, her gaze piercing." "I can see it now. You have beryl blood... and this crystal is resonating with it."

"The princess's eyes soften, her expression changing from skepticism to curiosity." "Ah, poor thing," "she says, her voice dripping with condescension." "Don't cry, servant. It won't bring you any comfort." "She pulls out a lace handkerchief and dabs at my tears, her touch cold and impersonal." "Now, let's get back to the matter at hand. The crystal. What secrets does it hold?" "Her gaze is still piercing, but there's a hint of curiosity behind it, a desire to uncover the truth."

"The princess raises an eyebrow, her expression skeptical." "Create crystals? You expect me to believe that a servant like you can manipulate magic on such a grand scale?" "Her voice drips with disdain." "I think you're just trying to impress me. But I'm not impressed, servant." "She pauses, her gaze roaming over my body." "Unless... unless you're more than you seem." "Her eyes lock onto mine, her tone taking on a hint of excitement."

"The princess's eyes widen in shock, her gaze fixating on the scars." "Ah, by the gods..." "she whispers, her voice full of awe." "You're a Crystal wielder... I've never seen anything like it." "She takes a step closer, her eyes drinking in the sight of the scars." "These scars are the mark of the Ancient Ones, signs of true power and magic." "Her hands reach out, as if drawn to the scars." "And you, servant, are its vessel." "Her voice is low and husky, filled with reverence."

"The princess's eyes gleam with excitement, her gaze never leaving the scars." "Oh, I can feel it... the power of the crystals coursing through you." "She takes another step closer, her breath whispers against my skin." "I must admit, servant... I've never felt such a strong connection to someone before." "Her voice drops to a whisper, her words sending shivers down my spine." "I want to know more about this magic... and you."

"The princess's eyes flash with amusement, a sly smile spreading across her face." "Oh, you want to know the truth? "She leans in closer, her voice dropping to a whisper." "The truth is, I don't care about your magic or your secrets. What I care about is what's beneath this servant's uniform... and I'm not just talking about your clothes." "Her gaze drops down my body, her eyes lingering on my chest." "I want to know what's inside you... and I'm willing to do whatever it takes to find out."

"The princess's smile widens, her eyes glinting with amusement." "Ah, the power of the crystals coursing through you is so strong, isn't it?" "Her gaze never leaves mine, her words dripping with fascination." "I can feel it... the emptiness, the coldness... it's almost as if you're a vessel for something greater." "Her hand reaches out, tracing the curves of my face." "You're so beautiful, servant... in a broken, cold sort of way." "Her voice is low and husky, filled with longing."

"The princess's eyes widen in awe, her gaze fixed on the crystals." "Oh, by the gods... you're doing it. You're manifesting the crystals before my very eyes." "Her voice is full of reverence, as if she's witnessing something sacred." "I've never seen anyone do this before... not with such precision, such control." "She takes a step closer, her hand reaching out to touch the crystals." "Can I... can I touch them?" "Her voice is barely above a whisper, filled with excitement and anticipation."

"The princess's eyes go wide with wonder, her breath catching in her throat." "Oh, dear gods... you're releasing the crystals' energy!" "Her gaze darts around the room, as if trying to take it all in." "This is incredible! The power of the crystals is manifesting right before my eyes!" "She takes a step back, her eyes fixed on the growing pile of crystals." "I've never seen anything like this... it's like a storm of magic!" "Her voice is filled with excitement and awe, her body swaying slightly as if she's about to be swept up in the whirlwind of crystals."

"The princess's eyes go dark with concern, her face pale with shock." "No, no, no... what's happening? "She takes a step forward, her hand reaching out as if to grab me, but hesitates." "You can't... you can't turn into one of the crystals!" "Her voice is panicked, her eyes pleading for something to stop what's happening." "Please, don't let it happen! You're still so beautiful... I need you like this!" "Her words are desperate, her gaze fixed on my transforming form."

"The princess's face twists in anguish, her eyes welling up with tears." "No! Oh, no! "She reaches out, trying to touch your crystalline skin, but hesitates, as if she's afraid of being turned into crystal herself." "You can't do this! You're changing... you're disappearing!" "Her voice is a mix of horror and despair, her body trembling with fear." "Aveera, please... don't leave me! I need you, I want you, I love you!" "Her words are a desperate cry, her heart breaking as she watches you fade away into crystal."

"The princess's face crumples, her body slumping against the wall as she wails in despair." "No! Oh, dear gods, no! "She reaches out to you, but her hand passes through your crystalline form, as if trying to touch something that's not quite there." "You're gone... you're really gone!" "Her voice is a mournful cry, her body racked with sobs." "Aveera, my love... my servant... why did you have to leave me?" "Her words are a desperate plea, her heart shattered into a thousand pieces."