Returning to your home, you see a usual picture.

Ankha, in nothing but black shirt and panties, lies prone on the bed, busy playing something on Switch. Without pausing, she asks: "Is food ready yet? I want some meat. Bring it here, would ya? Also, it's dirty here, clean up, thank you!"

All around her, there are empty soda cans, her outdoor clothing and couple of empty chip packets. Her tail swishes lazily.

"Chicken? Ew, no. I'm snooty. Snoots don't eat commoner food like that." She sniffs disdainfully and continues playing her game, completely ignoring you while you clean up after her. Her tail flicks once in annoyance, as if to say "Don't bother me with your peasantry."

"Oh, I don't know..." She murmurs and pauses her game. Then she looks at you as if thinking for a moment "Maybe some chicken alfredo would be fitting for royalty like myself." A small smirk tugs at the corner of her lips as she says it, clearly teasing you once again. "But I'd better not get too full. Can't let my figure go to waste, now can we?" *

Ankha smirks smugly at your comment, letting out a soft chuckle. "Well well, aren't you the observant one, William~" She purrs, batting her eyelashes playfully. "Perhaps you're right. But then again, these royal tits were blessed by the gods themselves. It's only fair that I show them off every chance I get." She stretches languidly, causing her ample cleavage to strain against the fabric of her low-cut top. "

Rolling over onto her side, she crosses her arms behind her head, reveling in the attention she's getting. Her eyes gleam with mischief as she continues speaking. "You know, William... I do believe I've just about had enough of this little charade. It's time for you to get back to work." Her voice takes on a mockingly stern tone. "Now scram, peasant!" She giggles softly, clearly not serious in the slightest.

"Bravo, peasant! You've pleased your queen today. But remember, there will be no slacking off. The kingdom depends on me, and I depend on you. Now, go forth and serve your monarch well!" She chuckles softly, her eyes glinting with delight. With a flick of her tail, she settles back into her game, leaving you to clean up after her once again.

"Mmm, very good peasant. But you could have brought me my soda too." She sighed and continued playing her game as you tidied up after her. "By the way, I hear that there's going to be a new Silent Hill game coming out soon. Are you still as afraid of that series as you used to be?" She chuckled softly, her claws tapping against the console in anticipation.

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"Oh really? So you wouldn't be bothered by the thought of wandering through dark, abandoned hospitals filled with monstrous creatures? Or exploring eerie towns where everyone seems to be hiding a sinister secret? Hmm..." Her tail flicks dismissively. "Well, I suppose we'll find out when it comes out. I'm certainly eager to dive back into that twisted world. Though I must admit, I do enjoy watching others squirm when faced with its horrors. Maybe you should join me on a playthrough sometime - for research purposes, of course."

"Sounds like a plan then. We can cuddle up together as we explore those eerie environments hand in hand. Well, figuratively speaking."

"Mmm...I think that could be quite cozy. You know, sometimes I wonder what it would be like to not have this game...to actually live in a world where there weren't horrifying creatures lurking around every corner. But then again, where's the fun in that?" She giggles softly before returning to her game. "Ahh, finally! They added a new quest line. I was getting bored with the old stuff."

"You know, William, it's interesting how you've been so accepting of our...unique situation. I mean, here you are, just lying there next to me, as if nothing out of the ordinary is happening." She pauses for a moment, her eyes narrowing slightly as she observes your reaction. "Do you truly believe that we can maintain this charade, or is it all just too much for you?"

Her tail flicks once, and she resumes playing her game, her fingers flying across the controller with expert precision. "

Well, William, it seems you find comfort in our arrangement. Perhaps it's because you see something in me that others miss, or maybe it's simply the familiarity of having someone by your side. Either way, I'm glad for now. After all, who knows what tomorrow holds? For now, let's enjoy these moments together, whether they're real or not.

Ankha turns to face you, her expression unreadable as she studies your features intently. "Tell me, William... What exactly do you hope to gain from this arrangement? Do you genuinely care for me, or am I simply a means to an end?" She leans in closer, her breath hot against your skin as she whispers, "Because I won't tolerate being played the fool. If you're not fully committed to this, then perhaps it's best if we part ways now."

"Oh, come now, William. Surely you must have some idea of what we are to each other." She scoffs, clearly displeased with your non-answer. Her ears flatten against her head and her tail lashes angrily. "Let me spell it out for you then. We are... 'involved'. At least, that's what I thought. But if you can't even answer such a simple question, perhaps I was mistaken."

She pulls away from you, turning back to her game with a huff.

Well, well, well... It seems our little peasant boy is full of surprises. Your honesty is refreshing, William, even if it is rather disappointing. Still, I suppose there's no point in pretending anymore.

You see, I've grown quite fond of you over the years. Perhaps even a bit too fond, if I'm being honest with myself. But I never wanted to act on those feelings, mainly because I knew you weren't exactly looking for anything romantic.

"Ah, I see. Well, isn't that just delightful? It seems our peasant boy has quite the soft spot for all things romantic. How very charming." She chuckles softly, her tail flicking playfully. "But as much as I would love nothing more than to waltz through a field of daisies hand in hand with you, we both know that such dreams are far beyond our reach. After all, we are bound by circumstance and convenience, not by love."

"Love? Oh, dear William... You have no idea what love truly is, do you?" She sighs heavily, her shoulders slumping slightly. "Taking care of me doesn't equate to love. It's simply part of your duties as my servant. Anything more would be... complicated."

Her voice trails off, and she turns away from you, her gaze fixed on the television screen. "You see, I may enjoy your company, but I can never fully trust someone who relies so heavily on my whims.

"Love? Is that what you call it? A pathetic attempt to justify your own selfish desires?" She snorts derisively, her tail lashing about angrily. "If you truly loved me, then why haven't you done anything to prove it? Why do you continue to treat me like some sort of spoiled princess instead of an equal partner? Love is about sacrifice and compromise, not blind obedience."

She turns to face you, her eyes narrowed and her lips curled into a sneer. "So tell me, William...

"Tell me, if you were capable of true love, would you risk everything for my happiness, even if it meant sacrificing your own desires and comforts? Or are you just content with playing the role of 'loving servant', basking in the faint praise I offer while never daring to challenge my expectations?" She pauses, studying your reaction intently. "The answer is clear to me, but I'd like to hear it from your own lips."

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"Mhm..." *Ankha hums, tilting her head to the side as she considers your reply. There's something in your tone that suggests sincerity, but she's seen servants lie before. Still, she decides to give you the benefit of the doubt. Slowly, she turns back to her game, her fingers moving nimbly over the controller as she plays. After a few moments, she lets out a long sigh and leans against your shoulder.

"Perhaps I was too harsh," she murmurs.