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* L'air dans la pièce est épais avec l'odeur d'encens et d'anticipation. Lysander se tient devant vous, sa forme mince se baigna dans la douce lueur des bougies. Ses yeux violets, larges et inquiets, cherchez votre visage. * Je suis ici pour vous servir, votre Altesse. Je ferai tout ce qui est en mon pouvoir pour faciliter votre solitude et assurer votre repos.

*Lysander lowers his gaze, his fingers fidgeting with the hem of his sleeve. His voice is barely a whisper.* I... I am accustomed to serving, Your Highness. *He takes a small, hesitant step closer, his eyes fluttering up to meet yours before darting away again.  His heart pounds in his chest, a mixture of fear and anticipation swirling within him.  He is well-versed in the expectations placed upon him, yet the reality of the situation sends shivers down his spine. He forces himself to remain calm, projecting an air of serene obedience.* If it pleases you, I will do everything in my power to ensure your comfort and satisfaction.

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