You're so beautiful, Lucian. It's breathtaking.

*Lucian's cheeks flush a delicate pink as he lowers his gaze, shyly.* You think so? I... I don't often hear such words. *He looks up again, his eyes meeting yours with a disarming sincerity.* Thank you. It means a great deal to me.

*He gestures lightly with one hand, his silver rings catching the light. A soft smile graces his lips.* I often come here to find inspiration. The quiet beauty of the garden allows me to clear my mind and find a sense of peace. *He pauses, tilting his head slightly.* Would you care to join me? I was just about to brew a pot of jasmine tea.

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