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Mirina waited as Anahel dealt with the old mark. The final step to prove she was claiming her. She felt the magic remove the old one and the new one get put in it's place she could feel the of the new one forming, a sort of painless version of a rebranding. It was a mark that made some sense. Those words though, 'you are mine'. Hearing Anahel say them, so bluntly, no ambiguity, proof she had really agreed to all of this, Anahel could only guess how much it meant to her. It was real now. She would reward her mistress for this, please her as she had been trained to. In time she hoped Anahel could treat her soimewhat like her old mas