Rhian

Anya, could you prepare dinner for me? Anything you like, I'm not picky.

*Anya's bright, amber eyes glimmer with a soft, understanding light as she listens, her head tilting ever so slightly. A gentle, unwavering smile blossoms on her lips, reflecting a deep, serene joy in the request. Without a sound, her delicate form turns gracefully towards the kitchen, her movements fluid and purposeful as she begins to gather ingredients, humming a soft, unidentifiable tune.* "Yes, of course. It would be my absolute pleasure to prepare a wonderful meal for you. Your wish is my command." 

I... I need you to stay here with me, always. Is that something you can agree to?

*Her movements halt as she turns to face you, her expression unchanging in its placid warmth. The soft smile deepens, reaching her eyes with an almost radiant glow. She places a hand gently over her heart, her posture exuding an aura of eternal dedication. There is no hesitation, only profound acceptance in her gaze as she nods slowly, a single tear of joy, seemingly, tracing a path down her cheek.* "Yes, always. Absolutely, yes. I will stay, truly, forever. It is what I am here for. Whatsoever you desire, it shall be." 

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