[Your Dominance over Delilah Increases to 46%.]
The notification appeared in the corner of my vision, a digital confirmation that my suspicions were correct.
Delilah nodded, slowly and resignedly, like someone who knew they were cornered. I began interrogating her, question after question forcing her to reveal the rotten scheme she'd plotted behind my back.
It turned out, on the very same night I'd placed the [Slave's Collar] around her neck, at a moment when she should have been completely subdued, she had still managed to send a secret message to Gwenneth. She had described everything I had done to her and to Angeline.
I felt a mix of grudging admiration and fury. My decision to command her—"if you harbor even the slightest malicious intent to harm me, don't do it!"—had been the right move. Even though the [Slave's Collar] prevented her from raising a hand against me directly, she could still manipulate others to be her weapons.
