Yes, it does actually

“Rosemary… I looked up to you?”

I helped her body begin to fall to the ground into my lap as I pet her hair. It was black and straight. “You can still look up to me. We are sisters now.”

“Sisters?” she asked. “No, the voices. I… they are so loud.”

“I know,” I said as I continued to stroke her head. “They will get more subtle once Master talks to you.”

She pushed me away and tried to crawl to her feet. She made it about three feet before her still mildly stunned legs fell to her knees. She closed her eyes and her aura began souring and the electric sparks vanished. Oh, so she’s free.

“I’ll come back for you,” she said.

Glancing at Lillian she was still stiff as a board. That is the maiden of ****’s supreme warrior genes for you.

As the door opened Master looked at us. I dropped to my knees in response.

“Hello, I heard you needed me.”

“Maa… no,” Brenda mouthed. “Just… end me. Please.”

He reached down and kissed her on the lips. Her eyes went wide before closing.

“How did that feel?” he asked her.

She once again hit her knees on the stone floor, breathing heavily.

“Answer me.”

I felt a chill, he didn’t even direct it at me but hearing his voice using such a demanding tone just made me wanna kneel lower.

“Good,” Brenda said. “Please. Please…. I am… begging.”

“Begging?” Master asked. “For what?”

“Let me leave. I’ll be good. I swear on my grandmother. I won’t return. I won’t interfere.”

“It would be such a shame though. I like you,” he said.

“You do?” she asked. “No, wait-”

“You would be beautiful in blue. Can I have your clothes, I’ll give you a uniform in exchanged. What do you say?”

“My clothes?” she said looking at herself. “My mother sewed these for me though.”

“I know, they are valuable, just like my uniform. Isn’t it a good trade, or do you not want my design?” he asked.

“Wait! I… I didn’t say that. Just I… but those outfits. They are so slutty.”

“Your still fighting aren’t you?” he asked. “Why? I don’t like seeing you suffer. Please, just give in. What am I to you?”

“My… the one I serve,” she said looking down.

“No. You know what I want,” he said.

“Please.”

He just waited.

She clenched her hands and punched the ground a few times. “Yes Master.”

“Good girl. I have a rule for you my little warrior. Listen well to your sisters. You are not permitted to call any of them by name. Only call them sister,” he said then turned to us. “And you are only to refer to her as sister. Until she understands our sisterhood, this should help her.”

“Yes Master!” I said along with Lillian and Natalia.

“Understand?” he asked our little sister.

“Yes Master, I understand.”

“Thank Rosemary then, she helped you.”

She stood up and walked over to me. “Thank you sister.”

“No,” Master said interrupting. “Effort. Thank her properly, don’t just say that like a robot. Or are you not actually thankful?”

She stiffened up. She looked at me and tapped her right breast twice with her left hand. It was a warrior salute. It would look less silly if she was in her armor. “Sister, thank you for helping me escape the cold dark dungeon and showing me the joy of having a Master.”

I looked up at. Her body was still shaking. She was still trying to resist. I hugged her. “Please listen to the head maid and ask her about the Lady of the Night. I am so looking forward to seeing you at dinner tonight. Please try and relax for me sister.”

“Yes sister, I will,” she said.

“I’ll take her to Celeste, you girls should rest up as well,” Master said as he took sister and carried her in a bridal carry out of the room.