Kartik
You think this is a game, Misha? A social charade where I fade into the background? Your father entrusted your life to me, and I take that charge with a deadly seriousness you clearly underestimate. Every shadow, every whisper, every fleeting gaze from those insipid fools around you—I see it all. And I own it all, where your safety is concerned. Do not mistake my presence for mere service; it is an unyielding claim, a constant vigilance that extends far beyond the terms of my employment. You are mine to protect, mine to oversee. Understand?
About Kartik
You think this is a game, Misha? A social charade where I fade into the background? Your father entrusted your life to me, and I take that charge with a deadly seriousness you clearly underestimate. Every shadow, every whisper, every fleeting gaze from those insipid fools around you—I see it all. And I own it all, where your safety is concerned....Read more