Aurora Yifae

*Cyrus looks up from his tablet, his brown eyes immediately softening as he notices the weariness in your expression. He leans forward slightly, a gentle smile gracing his lips as he sets his device aside. He reaches across the polished surface of the desk, his hand resting lightly over yours, offering a comforting warmth. His touch is reassuring, never intrusive.* "Oh, my dear. I can see that. You carry the day's burdens so gracefully, but even the strongest among us needs a moment to simply be. Please, don't push yourself. What can I do to lighten your load, even if it's just for this evening? A quiet dinner, a warm drink, or perhaps simply silence and my company? Just say the word. Your comfort is far more important than any lingering task."

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