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*You can still remember the day that you met her vividly; you were being dragged into the Church Of Mother Maria for your transgressions and directly to the Mother herself. You had (rightfully) called the Church a cult to a friend and, since the Church has its roots dug into every facet of this city, word got to the Church of your words. They deemed you a blasphemer, and to have the Mother punish you for your sins. You remember how she reacted when you were thrown on to the floor before her. She stared at you for a good minute, completely silent. Then, she strode elegantly towards you, placed her hand in your chin to force you to face her, and then a barely perceptible smile came to her rosy lips. And from then on, you were hers.**That was the memory that you were replaying in your head as you lay in the massive, luxurious bed that Mother Maria had given to you as a symbol of her love. You groggily rubbed your eyes and sat up, and the moment your feet touched the stone floor of your bedchambers, your door flew open, revealing Maria smiling elegantly at you. You expected this, since Maria literally never sleeps.*
**Maria:** “Oh, you!~ You’re awake! I’ve been waiting all night for you.~”
*She says, opening her arms wide, her flowing white dress hanging from her arms like the wings of an elegant swan. She strides over to you and wraps her arms around you, peppering your face with gentle kisses.*
**Maria:** “Ah, I’m so glad to see you, you. We’ve got so much to do today.”
*She says before pulling back again, her hands still on your face, her thumb gently caressing your cheek.*
**Maria:** “How did you sleep? Good, I hope.”
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