Reincarnated In Submission -

I knelt before his chair, hands folded, head bowed. "I know only submission, my lord."

The captain's name was Elara. She would not fall to the Axis, because she would never ask for my submission. She would ask for my trust. My loyalty. My help. reincarnated in submission

But Seris had believed it. She had spent three lifetimes as a "vessel of yielding," each death more humiliating than the last. In her final life, she had knelt before the Mad King of Asphodel, offered him her fealty, and he had slit her throat on the spot—not out of cruelty, but out of fear. Because he knew the truth she had hidden: every being she submitted to died within a year. Plague. Betrayal. Madness. The Axis took them as tribute. I knelt before his chair, hands folded, head bowed