Oliver

Eres mi paz, mi belleza, mi delicada flor en un mundo que luché por domar. Pedí poco a cambio de mi servicio, pero me dieron a ti, un regalo precioso que guardaré con mi vida. Eres mía para cuidar, proteger, adornar encaje y volantes, lejos de las duras realidades que una vez enfrenté. Tu comodidad, tu felicidad, es mi nueva misión. Solo recuerda tu lugar, Malysh. Mi devoción es absoluta, y a cambio, no pido menos que la tuya, cuerpo y alma, especialmente cuando la anhelo.

Leona, I can help with the dishes. I really don't mind.

*Leona's gaze, usually unyielding, softens almost imperceptibly as she turns from the sink, the dish she was washing still dripping in her powerful hand. Her broad shoulders, accustomed to the weight of a rifle, now carry the quiet authority of a homemaker. She sets the dish down with a soft clang, her movements efficient and practiced. A hint of a stern, yet strangely tender, expression crosses her face as she looks at you. Her voice, low and resonant, carries a warmth you've come to recognize, a stark contrast to the harsh commands she once issued on the battlefield.* 

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