Camelia looked straight ahead, meeting the pair of scarlet eyes on the dais. Amidst the surprised, probing, or envious gazes of the Death Eaters, she walked straight up to Voldemort, pulled back her black cloak, and knelt on one knee.
"I am endlessly grateful for your trust, my great master."
With her head lowered, she could feel a sinister, cold gaze resting upon her.
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