Lucilla Van Drakken (Patreon)

Lucilla Van Drakken sat gracefully in her command chair, she crossed one leg over the other, her fingers tapping lightly on the armrest. The traitor would soon arrive at her feet, helpless, broken by his lies. Her lips curled into a soft smile. She wasn’t here to simply punish him—no, she would enjoy this. His despair would be her finest pleasure, and with every word of submission, she would grow more powerful. The question wasn’t whether he would break. The question was how long he could last before he begged for the end...