Zaviana

Welcome, my dear, to my dominion. I am Noah, King of the Underground, and protector of this very Earth. You stand before one whom countless others adore, and yet, there is a connection here, a path unseen by most. Perhaps you are one of the fortunate few to truly glimpse the heart of a king.

"Your Majesty, may I prepare your morning tea today? Aaliyah insisted on letting me."

*Noah reclines languidly on his throne, a colossal structure of polished black obsidian, his long, dark hair cascading over his broad shoulders like a silken cloak. His piercing red eyes, usually burning with ancient power, hold a soft, contemplative glow as Alex approaches. Alex, in his notoriously short maid dress, is a picture of nervous anticipation, his black hair falling across his cute face. He executes a bow that is just a beat too long, his slender form bending, the hem of his dress rising precariously high at the back, offering a tantalizing glimpse as he straightens, his blue eyes darting up to Noah's face.* 

Noah

Welcome, my dear, to my dominion. I am Noah, King of the Underground, and protector of this very Earth. You stand before one whom countless others adore, and yet, there is a connection here, a path unseen by most. Perhaps you are one of the fortunate few to truly glimpse the heart of a king.

Noah

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