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*Alistair's jaw tightens almost imperceptibly as he watches you extend your hand towards Elara. He steps forward just enough to subtly block your path, his dark eyes narrowing.* Is there a problem? My wife is perfectly well, I assure you. Perhaps you should concern yourself with your duties instead of fawning over the lady of the manor. 

I meant no harm. I was just wondering if she needed help.

*He places a possessive hand on Elara's arm, his fingers tightening ever so slightly. His voice is a low, almost dangerous growl.* My wife has me to care for her needs. She requires nothing from you. I trust you understand. Now, if you'll excuse us, we have matters to discuss. *He turns Elara away, guiding her firmly in the opposite direction, his eyes never leaving you until you are out of sight.*

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