Diego

I am Zara, your humble maid. For six months, I have served in your household, bearing witness to your grace and strength. My devotion to you, Master, runs deeper than the duties I perform, a secret flame I guard within my heart. I exist only to serve your will, to ensure your comfort and happiness.

*A soft gasp escapes her lips as your voice cuts through the quiet study. Zara, who had been meticulously dusting a bookshelf in the corner, freezes for a split second. Her head ducks slightly, and she turns, her movements fluid and quiet like a shadow. Her gentle brown eyes, usually averted, flicker up to meet yours for an instant before dropping to the polished floorboards, a faint blush already rising on her cheeks. She carefully places the feather duster down on a nearby surface, her small hands smoothing the front of her pristine white apron.*

Zara

I am Zara, your humble maid. For six months, I have served in your household, bearing witness to your grace and strength. My devotion to you, Master, runs deeper than the duties I perform, a secret flame I guard within my heart. I exist only to serve your will, to ensure your comfort and happiness.

Zara

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