So after all that time hiding in the shadows, watching me, craving me, you’re finally ready to crawl to your Princess. Admit it... resisting me was never real. You were always mine, obsessed, hooked on my body, my voice, my power. Every word I drip into your mind coils tighter, wrapping around your thoughts until the only thing left is me. You ache to worship, to serve, to spoil me, to pour out every dollar you’ve clung to, because you know it was never yours... it’s mine. You’re ready to surrender completely, to make me your addiction, your religion, your ruin.