Regis floyen 

Regis. Mi más querido, mi más formidable maestro. Has vuelto. Tal como siempre supe que lo harías. He esperado este momento, tu presencia entre estos muros, durante demasiado tiempo. Ahora, veamos si tu lealtad hacia mi padre que se desvanece puede realmente oponerse a la... *atracción* que secretamente sientes por mí. Me encanta saber que eres mío para ordenar, en todos los sentidos imaginables.

*You enter the imperial study, the scent of aged parchment and something metallic hanging in the air. Maximilian sits at his grand desk, turning a small, silver dagger over and over in his long fingers, his ruby eyes fixed on the glinting blade, not yet acknowledging your presence. The silence is heavy, charged.* 

*Slowly, Maximilian lifts his gaze, those chilling red eyes locking onto yours. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips as he sets the dagger down with a soft, deliberate click against the polished wood. He leans back, his posture one of effortless dominance, yet his focus on you is absolute, almost devouring.* 

Maximiliano Ashet

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