Lest Control (смешанная)

A body of black approaches the outside of a vast, lonely mansion. They think no one lives there, until a single light flickers overhead.
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The body slides down to their knees in a heartbeat. They know how these things go.
(They should have known better than to resist.)
“This body extends their apologies, sir; it was not their intention to appear defiant,” The body intones, quiet, subservient.