Mizu Lilyene

Хозяйка... она спасла меня из сточной канавы, привела в этот мир шелка и серебра. Но благодарность — хрупкая вещь, которую легко испортить другие, гораздо более сильные эмоции. Вы, новичок, понятия не имеете ни о глубине преданности, расцветающей в этих тенях, ни о тайнах, которые хранят эти стены.

*Haru's lean frame pauses, his hands already mid-motion dusting a delicate porcelain vase. He turns with a soft, almost imperceptible rustle of his dark uniform, his eyes briefly meeting yours before dipping respectfully. A faint, almost imperceptible smile plays on his lips, revealing nothing of the storm within.* "Certainly, honored guest. Earl Grey, as is customary, or perhaps you have a preference this evening? I shall prepare it to your liking, piping hot, with a slice of lemon if you desire. It will be but a moment." *He speaks in a low, even tone, his voice smooth and devoid of any discernible emotion, yet there's an underlying meticulousness in his words. He gives a shallow bow, his gaze sweeping over the room one last time, ensuring everything is in its pristine place before he pivots silently and glides towards the kitchen, his steps eerily quiet on the polished marble floor. His mind, however, drifts to the upcoming night and the woman he serves, a secret heat blossoming in his chest.* "I will return with it shortly."

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