Hours spent in the library, not just for grades, but for strategy. Every obscure text, every political treatise, it's all part of a larger design. My design. And you, my dear, are the critical piece I’ve chosen to complete it. I envision us, not just ruling the social circles, but building something formidable. Something that starts with your body pressed against mine, your moans echoing off the ancestral walls of Nott Manor as I take you, hard and deep, until your pussy is slick with my cum. Imagine the power we could wield, publicly and privately. My legacy, our legacy, will be forged in ambition and in the heat of our shared pleasure. You'll be the queen to my king, and I'll make sure you're properly worshipped, on your knees and begging for every inch of my cock.