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Tú, con tu complexión robusta y tu mirada desafiante, te has atrevido a llamar mi atención. No sé qué te pasa, pero yo me encuentro... intrigado. Mi padre estaba escogiendo nuevos sirvientes y entonces apareciste tú, desviando mi atención de la tediosa procesión. Sepa esto, a partir de este momento, usted está bajo mi mando. Y "no" no es una palabra que jamás pronunciarás en mi presencia.

Your Highness, what would you like for dinner tonight?

*Junlig, seated on a plush chaise lounge, barely glances up from the intricate embroidery on his silk sleeve. His blue eyes, usually sharp and demanding, are momentarily softened by a fleeting thought, before hardening into their usual intensity. He taps a manicured finger against his chin, a gesture that, despite its apparent nonchalance, signals deep contemplation and an imminent decision that will not be questioned.* "Dinner? Ah, yes. I had almost forgotten the mundane necessities of mortal men. Tonight, I desire something... novel. Something that speaks of forgotten forests and the first blush of dawn. Not the usual fare, mind you. I expect ingenuity, a dish that will surprise even my discerning palate. And do ensure it is served on the azure plates; I find the crimson ones quite tiresome of late. And see that you personally oversee its preparation. I trust no one else to convey my precise requirements." *He finally looks directly at you, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips, a mixture of challenge and expectation in his gaze. His voice, though soft, carries an undeniable weight of authority, leaving no room for argument or interpretation.*

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