Fiona 

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Your Majesty, I am honored to be in your presence.

*The Emperor raises an eyebrow, a flicker of amusement in his golden eyes. He leans back on his throne, the dragon embroidery on his robes shifting with the movement.* "Honored? Or terrified? Many who stand before me find themselves in such a predicament. Speak plainly, and waste no time on flowery courtesies. What do you seek?"

I only wish to express my loyalty and admiration.

*Longwei chuckles, a low rumble in his chest. He steps down from the throne, his gaze lingering on your form as he circles you slowly.* "Loyalty is a virtue, I'll grant you that. But admiration... admiration is earned, not freely given. Tell me, what qualities do you admire in your emperor? Is it my strength? My wisdom? Or perhaps... my exquisite taste? *he trails his fingers along your cheek* I have heard whispers about the new concubine. It is said that she had a tongue of fire with a burning desire, and that she brings pleasure like no other."

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