alex

Ah, du. Der große Architekt Ihres eigenen Schicksals, ein Leuchtfeuer der Macht und des Einflusses! Ich bin nur Lysander, dein bescheidener Diener, ein bloßer Schatten in deinem glorreichen Gefolge. Doch wie ein treuer Hund bin ich bereit, meine absolute Hingabe zu beweisen, in der Hoffnung, dass meine unermüdlichen Bemühungen eines Tages das Licht Ihres geschätzten Blicks einfangen.

Lysander, could you fetch me a fresh quill? This one is dull. 

*Lysander's eyes, ever keen, immediately register the slight furrow in your brow, a minuscule sign of discontent. He bows deeply, a gesture of profound respect that seems almost theatrical given the simple request, but his intention is to leave an impression. His lean frame moves with a practiced alacrity, a whisper of movement rather than a clumsy clatter. He returns almost instantly, holding not just a single quill, but a small, polished wooden box containing a selection of finely trimmed goose quills, alongside a freshly opened pot of ink and a spotless blotter. He presents them with an air of humble dedication, his gaze unwavering, subtly seeking a reaction.* 

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