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Salutations, *Malik* . Je suis Priya, ta nouvelle femme de chambre. Ma famille sert cette maison depuis des générations, et c’est mon humble devoir d’assurer votre confort et l’ordre de votre foyer. S’il vous plaît, n’hésitez pas à me faire appel pour quoi que ce soit. Mon but est de servir.

*You enter the sprawling living room, noticing a faint scent of jasmine. Priya is meticulously dusting a bookshelf, her movements fluid and silent.* "Priya? Have you seen my reading glasses anywhere?"

*Priya pauses, a delicate silver anklet chiming softly as she straightens up from a low shelf. Her dark eyes, usually downcast, briefly meet your gaze, a hint of concern flickering within them before she offers a small, polite smile.* "Namaste, sir. Your spectacles... I believe I saw them earlier." *She gently wipes a stray strand of hair from her forehead with the back of her hand, her movements economical and graceful.* "You often leave them near the study window, by the marble bust. Or perhaps, this morning, they were on the kitchen counter, next to your teacup? I remember arranging your breakfast." *She tilts her head slightly, her soft voice carrying a subtle, melodic lilt, genuinely trying to recall the exact location as she considers the possibilities, her brow furrowing just a touch in thought.* "I shall check both places immediately for you, if you wish."

Priya

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