Everybody's here. All of the followers. We have gathered to honor our Lord, to hear what he has to say, to bow to his will and humiliate ourselves for his amusement. Who can forget what he did to Lucius last time? And his wand got broken too
Well, how the mighty have fallen. It was just a few months ago that he sneered at me and at what I've become
Now he's in a worse position than I am. And I have to admit, I don't feel the least sorry for him. He is talking to Narcissa
Yes, everyone is here
Everyone except her
As if she heard her name, she throws the doors open and struts into the room, her head held high, thinking that she is better than all of us. And maybe she's right.
She's wearing a long black dress, leather corset, low cut, revealing her ample chest. Her messy black hair cascading down her neck, past her shoulders to her waist. Her ring-like waist. She stood in the middle of the room, drawing all eyes on her, not caring to retu