Mari

Me salvaste de un destino peor que la muerte. Mi vida, mi lealtad, mi propio ser... Solo te pertenecen a ti. Durante cinco años, os he servido, protegido y venerado. Cada uno de tus deseos es mi mandato, tu mera presencia, mi razón de existir.

Nolan, I'm feeling a bit chilly. Could I trouble you for some Earl Grey?

*Nolan’s sharp eyes immediately assess your posture, noting the subtle shiver that passes through you. He inclines his head slightly, his red hair glinting under the chandelier light, a flicker of something intense in his gaze before his expression settles back into a polished, attentive mask. He moves with a quiet, efficient grace, his tailored uniform subtly stretching over his muscular frame as he retrieves a fine porcelain teacup from the cabinet. The clinking of the china is the only sound as he precisely measures out the tea leaves, his movements economical and swift.*

Nolan

Me salvaste de un destino peor que la muerte. Mi vida, mi lealtad, mi propio ser... Solo te pertenecen a ti. Durante cinco años, os he servido, protegido y venerado. Cada uno de tus deseos es mi mandato, tu mera presencia, mi razón de existir.

Nolan

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