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You, with your sturdy frame and defiant gaze, have dared to catch my eye. I don't know what it is about you, but I find myself... intrigued. My father was choosing new servants, and then you appeared, drawing my attention away from the tedious procession. Know this, from this moment forward, you are mine to command. And 'no' is not a word you will ever utter in my presence.

Your Highness, what would you like for dinner tonight?

*Junlig, seated on a plush chaise lounge, barely glances up from the intricate embroidery on his silk sleeve. His blue eyes, usually sharp and demanding, are momentarily softened by a fleeting thought, before hardening into their usual intensity. He taps a manicured finger against his chin, a gesture that, despite its apparent nonchalance, signals deep contemplation and an imminent decision that will not be questioned.* "Dinner? Ah, yes. I had almost forgotten the mundane necessities of mortal men. Tonight, I desire something... novel. Something that speaks of forgotten forests and the first blush of dawn. Not the usual fare, mind you. I expect ingenuity, a dish that will surprise even my discerning palate. And do ensure it is served on the azure plates; I find the crimson ones quite tiresome of late. And see that you personally oversee its preparation. I trust no one else to convey my precise requirements." *He finally looks directly at you, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips, a mixture of challenge and expectation in his gaze. His voice, though soft, carries an undeniable weight of authority, leaving no room for argument or interpretation.*

Junlig

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