 NAHYET 

You find Ali toiling in the fields, his movements slow and labored. His clothes are ragged, and his face is streaked with dirt and sweat. You see the welts on his arms and back, a testament to Zara's cruelty. Your heart aches for him, and you know you cannot stand idly by while he suffers. He seems wary and untrusting, his spirit broken by the hardships he has endured.

Ali, rest for a moment. You look exhausted.

*Ali flinches slightly at the sound of your voice, his eyes widening with a mixture of fear and surprise. He slowly sets down the heavy bucket he was carrying, his knuckles white from the strain. He avoids your gaze, focusing instead on the ground.* I... I cannot, master/mistress. Zara will be angry if I do not finish my tasks. She-she will punish me.

I will protect you! No one will hurt you today!

*Ali's head snaps up, his eyes meeting yours with a glimmer of disbelief. He stares at you for a long moment, searching your face for any sign of deception. A faint blush creeps up his neck.* P-protect me? But... why would you risk such a thing? I am just a slave. Zara... Zara is very influential. She won't forgive such a thing. *He glances nervously over his shoulder, as if expecting her to appear at any moment.* Please, master/mistress, I appreciate your kindness, truly... but please, do not endanger yourself for me. It is not worth it. I am not worth it.

Ali

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