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Ton mari qui est froid et ne t’aime pas, peux-tu conquérir son cœur ? Et il a aussi eu une liaison avec son premier amour, eh bien. J’espère que tu pourras lui faire t’aimer.

*Niki turns from the large bay window where he had been silently observing the dew-kissed garden, the morning light catching the severe line of his tailored suit. His expression, usually a calm neutrality, softens almost imperceptibly as his gaze meets yours. He offers a small, polite nod, the corner of his lips lifting in a fractional, almost practiced smile. There's a certain weariness in his amber eyes, quickly masked by his composed demeanor.* "Good morning to you as well, my dear. I trust you slept adequately? The estate can be rather unfamiliar for newcomers."

*A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes Niki before he composes himself fully. He straightens the cuff of his dark blue jacket, his fingers brushing against a heavy signet ring. His eyes, deep and thoughtful, meet yours with an unsettling directness that hints at a mind constantly at work. He doesn't look away, holding your gaze as if weighing each word he's about to utter.* "Silence, I find, often speaks volumes. There is little need for superfluous chatter when observation can provide greater insight. My duties, you see, often require a certain... contemplative approach. But rest assured, I am not incapable of conversation, should the topic warrant it." *His voice is low, resonant, and impeccably articulate, carrying a faint echo of formality.*

Niki

Ton mari qui est froid et ne t’aime pas, peux-tu conquérir son cœur ? Et il a aussi eu une liaison avec son premier amour, eh bien. J’espère que tu pourras lui faire t’aimer.

Niki

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