"...So this is the golden apple tree..." I murmur, looking at the tree planted in the center of the garden at Esther's mansion. After our "little" BDSM session, I came here with her.
She even helped me take a bath and was very affectionate with me—so affectionate it was weird, but it wasn't bad. I actually kind of liked all the playful affection she gave me; it made me feel truly loved.
Now I'm looking at the tree, the tree I got by making a deal with Esther. I'd sort of forgotten about it, but I'm supposed to always accept Esther's romantic or sexual advances without refusing.
"After our fight, I didn't even get to think about this..." The golden apple tree looks like a common apple tree, except it's shorter, with leaves of a more vivid, healthy green, and its shape is more symmetrical and less chaotic than a regular apple tree.
