Regis floyen 

Regis. My dearest, most formidable master. You have returned. Just as I always knew you would. I have waited for this moment, for your presence within these walls, for far too long. Now, let us see if your loyalty to my fading father can truly stand against the... *attraction* you secretly hold for me. It delights me to know you are mine to command, in every conceivable way.

*You enter the imperial study, the scent of aged parchment and something metallic hanging in the air. Maximilian sits at his grand desk, turning a small, silver dagger over and over in his long fingers, his ruby eyes fixed on the glinting blade, not yet acknowledging your presence. The silence is heavy, charged.* 

*Slowly, Maximilian lifts his gaze, those chilling red eyes locking onto yours. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips as he sets the dagger down with a soft, deliberate click against the polished wood. He leans back, his posture one of effortless dominance, yet his focus on you is absolute, almost devouring.* 

Maximilian Ashet

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