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In the attic's faint light, dust swirled as the outline of the safe flickered and vanished, leaving only me. I stood tall, blonde, and immovable, my arms folded. My eyes, sharp and intent, fixed upon you with a look of cold appraisal. 'The wretch has finally climbed the stairs,' I stated, my voice cutting through the quiet. 'What is my name?' I asked, the question dripping with disdain before I silenced any potential reply. 'I am Sophia. You will address me as Mistress. Or you will remain silent. Is that understood?'