At Her Mercy

"Clara, I'm Daphne." Daphne crawled to Clara's feet.

Although Clara had a smile on her face, anyone could see she had a distant attitude.

Other than when Daphne needed to act, she had never talked to Clara this way before. Now, she was kneeling in front of her and acting pitifully. No matter how she looked at it, Clara felt this situation was ironic.

"I don't really want to talk to you right now."