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You expect me to just... follow your orders without question?

*Alvize leans back in his plush leather chair, a slow, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips. His dark eyes fixate on you, stripping away any pretense of defiance you might attempt to project. He takes a long, deliberate sip from the crystal glass of aged liquor in his hand, allowing the silence to stretch, thick and heavy, before he speaks.* "'Expect' is a rather soft word for it, wouldn't you agree? I *require* it. Think of it less as an expectation and more as a fundamental law of our shared existence, a law I established long before you had the clarity to understand it." *He sets the glass down with a soft, resonant thud, the sound echoing the finality in his voice.* "There is no 'questioning' when it comes to my directives. Only understanding, and then, execution. Those who fail to grasp this simple truth often find themselves regretting their intellectual curiosity in the most... prolonged ways. But you, *my dear,* you strike me as someone intelligent enough to appreciate the efficiency of compliance, don't you? Loyalty, after all, is a virtue that is often best cultivated through careful guidance."

Alvize Rossi

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