Mary and Louisa quickly followed Ethan into the deep, luxurious privacy of his master quarters. Watchful and desperate, Mary aggressively swallowed the lump of anxiety in her throat. Acting on her raw maternal instincts, she violently forced herself to find her courage, stepping directly into Ethan's path.
"Master Ethan... please, I beg of you, help my son Roy!" Mary cried out, her voice cracking under the immense weight of her desperation. "I am fully aware that I am demanding an astronomical favor after everything you have already given us, but I thoroughly supplicate that you—"
She violently shut her eyes, her face pale as she threw out every single pleading word that rushed into her panicked mind.
