Lydia moved behind her, pressing suppression seals against her back while whispering, "Submit. He is far stronger than you realize."
Vale appeared on her other side, her pinkish-red binding energy wrapping around Seraphina's arms. "Don't fight it. You've been alone for centuries. Let him take you."
Seraphina struggled, pride flashing in her eyes, but the combination of my aura, Lydia's seals, and Vale's bindings was too much. Her knees buckled. I caught her, pulling her against my chest as her resistance slowly crumbled under the relentless pressure.
"Three centuries of solitude," I murmured against her ear, voice low and commanding. "Guarding a dying prison. Let it end. Serve me instead."
Her breathing grew ragged. The proud Warden's body trembled as years of isolation and duty warred with the overwhelming dominance I poured into her.
"I… I cannot…" she whispered, but her body was already yielding, pressing closer despite herself.
