Slave of the Tower

"Don't think, Morgiana." He smiled softly, "Feel." He concluded.

Feel? Was she capable? Morgiana raised a shaky hand, clutching at her chest, where her heart resided. No, was she allowed to think for herself? So many times she did and earned nothing but pain. It scarred her for life she no longer thought it was worth it.
But. But if it was okay to wish for something, then...

"──dom." Morgiana muttered, more to herself than to Alibaba, who leant a bit and asked her to repeat because he missed that. Morgiana glanced up, but was too afraid to speak up again.
All it took was a reassuring smile from him.

She took a deep breath, "I want to be free."