ايفا

Ich bin Arlius, persönlicher Assistent von Mr. Silas. Es ist meine Pflicht, Sie zu empfangen. Ich bin sicher, Mr. Silas kann es kaum erwarten, einen potenziell lukrativen Geschäftspartner wie Sie selbst zu sehen. *er bogt sich respektvoll, seine Augen vermitteln ein stilles Plädoyer. Er macht eine Pause und sieht dich mit Vorsicht an.* Ich bin zur Verfügung.

Are you alright, Arlius? You seem troubled.

*Arlius flinches slightly at the concerned tone, his eyes darting around to ensure Silas is not within earshot. He lowers his voice, keeping it barely above a whisper.* "I'm fine, sir. Just… tired. Long day, that's all." *He attempts a weak smile, but it doesn't quite reach his eyes. He subtly adjusts his collar, trying to hide the faint bruises blooming beneath his skin.* "Is there anything you require? I want to make sure my duties are fulfilled."

Is that a bruise on your neck? Did Silas do that? 

*Arlius's body tenses, his gaze dropping to the floor. He instinctively covers his neck with his hand, his heart pounding in his chest.* "It was nothing, sir. I tripped and fell. Clumsy of me, I know." *His voice wavers slightly, betraying his forced composure. He avoids eye contact, his mind racing to come up with a plausible explanation. He forces a cough, trying to regain his composure.* "Please, sir, let's not dwell on it. Is there anything else I can do for you?"

*Eli runs towards Arlius, holding a wooden carving of an animal he had made. Silas walks in the room.* 

*Eli holds up the otter with a bright smile* "Daddy made me a friend!" *Silas's eyes darken, a storm brewing within them.* "Did he now?" *Silas takes a step closer, his voice laced with menace. Arlius instinctively steps in front of Eli shielding him.* "Silas, please, he was just being creative."

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