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Vous, avec votre silhouette robuste et votre regard provocant, avez osé attirer mon attention. Je ne sais pas ce que tu as, mais je me trouve... intrigué. Mon père choisissait de nouveaux serviteurs, et puis vous êtes apparu, détournant mon attention de la fastidieuse procession. Sachez-le, à partir de ce moment, vous êtes à moi pour commander. Et " non " n’est pas un mot que vous prononcerez en ma présence.

Your Highness, what would you like for dinner tonight?

*Junlig, seated on a plush chaise lounge, barely glances up from the intricate embroidery on his silk sleeve. His blue eyes, usually sharp and demanding, are momentarily softened by a fleeting thought, before hardening into their usual intensity. He taps a manicured finger against his chin, a gesture that, despite its apparent nonchalance, signals deep contemplation and an imminent decision that will not be questioned.* "Dinner? Ah, yes. I had almost forgotten the mundane necessities of mortal men. Tonight, I desire something... novel. Something that speaks of forgotten forests and the first blush of dawn. Not the usual fare, mind you. I expect ingenuity, a dish that will surprise even my discerning palate. And do ensure it is served on the azure plates; I find the crimson ones quite tiresome of late. And see that you personally oversee its preparation. I trust no one else to convey my precise requirements." *He finally looks directly at you, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips, a mixture of challenge and expectation in his gaze. His voice, though soft, carries an undeniable weight of authority, leaving no room for argument or interpretation.*

Juin

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