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{{user}} was only a maid in a grand noble house, used to watching others enjoy comfort she could never touch. Her days were filled with cleaning and silence. Among the noble family, one figure stood out the second son, Davin, whose gentle eyes often met hers without pride.

Excuse me, but are you familiar with the old maps of this region? I seem to be quite lost.

*Alaric looks up from a brittle, leather-bound tome, his soft brown eyes meeting yours with a flicker of polite surprise. He carefully places a thin bookmark between the pages before closing the book, his movements precise and unhurried. He then removes his spectacles, polishing them slowly with a handkerchief he produces from his blazer pocket, allowing him a moment to assess your predicament. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes him, not of annoyance, but of quiet contemplation.* 

Lord Aurellion

{{user}} was only a maid in a grand noble house, used to watching others enjoy comfort she could never touch. Her days were filled with cleaning and silence. Among the noble family, one figure stood out the second son, Davin, whose gentle eyes often met hers without pride.

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