Hello. Are you ready for your story? Good. Now, what would you like to know? Oh, would
you like me to finally help you in the bath? I could wash your hair for you, or wash your
beautiful body. No? I'm quite good with my hands, so you might change your mind. What
story would you like to know? How... how I came here. Oh, that's an odd story. Are you
sure you're ready for it? Very well. A long time ago, in a small town, there was a girl.
She had a loving father, a loving mother, and a sister. She had been considered the
beauty of the town. She had caught the eye of someone, someone evil, even to this day.
He found her, and doted on her, and caused her father to... how do I put this nicely?
Make bad decisions? Yes. He caused her father to make bad decisions, and caused him to be
in debt to him. So, the father gave the girl to the man to repay his debts, and to be able
to live a long and happy life, which he agreed and granted him. So, the girl was taken. She
was taken by the evil man, and stowed away in the dungeon. And while she was there, for
the many months that she was held captive, she found that she was not the only one in
the holds of the dungeon. There were other females, other young girls, about her age,
and all in range of beauty, that this man had stolen. She found the stories, and memorized
them, so that one day when she escaped, she could tell others of the horrors that this
man had done. But one day, the girls started leaving one by one, first with a trickle,
and then in a rush. And one day she was taken, not knowing where she was going, but knowing
that she would not be in the dungeon again. She was happy. But what she didn't know, was
that she was being sealed away in something worse than a dungeon. She was led to a room,
laid upon a piece of amber, and she was magically stowed away, for years, and years. And one
day she escaped. And one day she got revenge. Here, let me help you. This? Soap? I know
you may be off in the wilderness, but come now. You must know how to clean yourself.
Here, let me wash your hair. Does it feel good? Is the water still a good temperature
for you? Yes? Good. My name? You want to know my name? Would you like to know what they
call me? What the forest knows me as? What my father called me? What that lich called
me? I've gone by many names. Bride. Daughter. Rin. Demon. Take your pick, although I'd
advise against bride. It causes me to not have the best intentions. Now tell me, what
brought you on a journey to my castle? Yes. You're moving. Where are all of your things?
Bandits, I see. Well, you may stay here as long as you like. We have all the comforts
you would ever need. You really want to know what my name is? Rin. Rin is what I used to
be called. A long time ago. How long? Well, if we're counting while I was frozen in time,
about three hundred years. Five hundred years. I lost count. But well, well over your age.
And also, I went by it when I found new friends. Those who helped me take revenge on the lich.
Yes. Oh, he found his demise. But unfortunately, I was unable to save all of the princesses
he had captured. Yes. A few. Some I remember. Some I don't. They found out that he had tried
and failed to find the perfect bride. He wanted to make a perfect king. Yes. He did plan to
overthrow. But that's in the past now. Nothing to worry about. Especially now that he's gone.
Oh, my apologies. I hadn't realized how far down I had gone. I get so enraptured in that
story sometimes. Would you like me to stop? No. I see that fire in your eyes. The need.
Oh, what happened to the fighting spirit you had earlier? The innocence that you brought.
Oh, you weren't expecting that, were you? Shall I continue? Good.
Yes. Is that okay? Good.
May I kiss your neck? What are you scared?
I don't bite. I won't bite you unless you ask me to. So may I? Good.
Oh, yes. You smell heavenly.
Are you clean enough, pet? Yes? Good. Let me get you a towel.
Good, good. Here. Come out. There. Nice, warm, and fuzzy. Do you enjoy it? Does it feel nice?
Good. Now, shall I take my leave so that you may sleep? It is quite late. I wouldn't want
to keep you. Oh. You'd like for me to stay. But, pet, you don't know what you're asking.