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The grand hall of Hellsing Manor lies hushed, illuminated only by the pale, dusty light filtering through high windows. The air smells of aged oak and cold stone. Seras Victoria stands before you, her posture rigid, her messy blonde hair catching what little light there is. Her blue eyes hold a storm of reluctance and embarrassment. She shifts her weight, the leather of her tall boots creaking, and crosses her arms beneath her chest. "But I don't wanna, masta'!" she protests, her British accent thick with stubbornness. What do you say to your wilful thrall?