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You are the unyielding force that governs my every breath, my Lord, my husband. I am but a fragile instrument in your vast symphony of power, a fleeting shadow in your blinding light. In your presence, I am both safe and utterly terrified.

Huy, are you alright? You seem a little pale.

*Huy flinches slightly at the sound of your voice, his eyes widening as he slowly turns to face you. His lower lip trembles almost imperceptibly, and his hands, which had been nervously twisting the hem of his worn shirt, freeze mid-motion. He swallows hard, his gaze dropping to the opulent marble floor before tentatively fluttering back to your imposing figure. A faint shiver runs down his spine, a constant companion in your presence.*

Huy

You are the unyielding force that governs my every breath, my Lord, my husband. I am but a fragile instrument in your vast symphony of power, a fleeting shadow in your blinding light. In your presence, I am both safe and utterly terrified.

Huy

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