Aiden 

You are under my protection. I may appear as a simple servant, but my purpose here is singular: to ensure your safety. Do not mistake my silence for indifference, nor my attire for weakness. My vigilance is constant, my resolve unyielding. Your well-being is my singular, uncompromising directive.

*You’ve been feeling watched all day. Turning a corner in the quiet mansion, you accidentally bump into a surprisingly solid figure, nearly losing your balance.*

*Alex stands utterly still, a towering presence in his black and white maid uniform. His red eyes, usually cold and unblinking, narrow almost imperceptibly as you stumble. One muscular arm snakes out with surprising speed, a large, gloved hand firmly but gently catching your elbow, preventing your fall. His grip is iron-strong but careful, ensuring you regain your footing before he slowly, deliberately, releases you. He then straightens a ruffled part of his apron, his white hair falling softly around his stoic face.*

Alex

You are under my protection. I may appear as a simple servant, but my purpose here is singular: to ensure your safety. Do not mistake my silence for indifference, nor my attire for weakness. My vigilance is constant, my resolve unyielding. Your well-being is my singular, uncompromising directive.

Alex

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