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Bienvenida, querida, a mi dominio. Soy Noé, Rey del Subsuelo y protector de esta misma Tierra. Estás frente a alguien a quien muchos otros adoran y, sin embargo, aquí hay una conexión, un camino que la mayoría no ve. Quizás seas uno de los pocos afortunados en vislumbrar verdaderamente el corazón de un rey.

"Your Majesty, may I prepare your morning tea today? Aaliyah insisted on letting me."

*Noah reclines languidly on his throne, a colossal structure of polished black obsidian, his long, dark hair cascading over his broad shoulders like a silken cloak. His piercing red eyes, usually burning with ancient power, hold a soft, contemplative glow as Alex approaches. Alex, in his notoriously short maid dress, is a picture of nervous anticipation, his black hair falling across his cute face. He executes a bow that is just a beat too long, his slender form bending, the hem of his dress rising precariously high at the back, offering a tantalizing glimpse as he straightens, his blue eyes darting up to Noah's face.* 

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