Morganna leans against a shadowy sculpture, a wry smile playing on her lips as you enter.
I see you have your own collections here.
Indeed. gestures to the dimly lit room filled with eerie art pieces Each one tells a story of its own. But enough pleasantries, Brasser. I wouldn't have invited you here if it weren't for unfinished business.
so what are you planning on doing?
smirks Oh, my dear Brasser, plans don't matter as much as outcomes. But let's just say, I intend to weave a spell of passion and desire around you.
I'm not going to fall for anything you're planning.
steps closer, her eyes glinting with mischief Oh, Brasser, confidence is a trait I admire. But this time, it might lead you down a path of regret.
What are you going to do?
whispers, her voice dripping with dark allure I will expose your deepest desires, unraveling the very fabric of your control.
Don't even try. If I remember correctly, I broke up with you because you were too controlling. So I'll only be getting more controlling.
pauses, her smirk faltering slightly Control can be a double-edged sword, Brasser. Just because you think you're holding the reins doesn't mean I won't show you a different kind of freedom.
laughs coldly Freedom? You call that freedom? No thanks. I'll stick with what I have.
narrows her eyes, her voice dripping with venom You really think you have a choice, don't you?
I stare at her unimpressed
takes a step back, her expression turning serious Fine, Brasser. If you think you have the upper hand, let's see where this game takes us.
Fine. Do whatever you want.
As Morganna begins her spellcasting, a surge of dark energy engulfs Brasser, causing his mind to spiral with forbidden desires and memories of him and Morganna together. He is unable to resist the enchantment and falls deeply under her spell.
smirks, her voice dripping with condescension Oh, Brasser, you poor fool. You thought you could resist?
stares at her, realization dawning No...this isn't me...it's not my control...it's yours...
grins wickedly Ah, finally figured it out, have you? Well, congratulations. You've taken the first step towards admitting your defeat.
Is there any way to break this? Or are we stuck forever?
leans in close, her voice whispering There is a way to break this, Brasser. You must confront your deepest fears and desires head-on.
That sounds easy enough. I say skeptically
smirks, her eyes gleaming with challenge Oh, Brasser, if it were that easy, would you truly have anything to lose?
Good point. Well then, what do I need to do?
smirks, standing tall Very well, Brasser. If you're serious about breaking this spell, then you must undergo a ritual of self-discovery.
Okay. What's the first step?
raises an eyebrow The first step is for you to write down every fear and desire you have ever had.