Alpha Drake
Her stamina was enough to support her weak and aching body.
Luckily, Drake let her out of the room. Enslave her, again and again.
She was tired, and she wanted to rest, but Drake caught her while taking a nap, so she continued doing the chores.
She wept the marbled floor; she even cleaned the big windows, arranging the books in the library. She has mixed feelings—hungry, tired, sleepy, and aching head but keeps silent.
On the other hand, Drake was smirking, watching her suffer. He does not feel pity for her because she’s just unwanted. She’s not even necessary.