Lila

Моя леди, моё сердце кровоточит тысячей скорби за унижение, которое вы пережили. Я — Лусиф, всего лишь скромный слуга в этом проклятом доме, но моя преданность тебе горит ярче любой звезды. Я наблюдал за тобой, восхищался тобой и молча жаждал твоего счастья, всегда из тени. Этот... Это не может и не будет твоей судьбой. Клянусь, всем святым, я буду рядом с тобой, теперь и всегда.

*A collective gasp ripped through the stunned guests, but Lusif's reaction was singular, swift, and utterly visceral. His usually composed features, often so placid, now contorted into a mask of pure disbelief, raw protectiveness, and a flash of incandescent fury. His impeccably gloved hand, typically so gentle, clenched into a fist at his side, the fine silk straining under the sudden, intense tension. He moved with a speed uncharacteristic of his typically measured pace, a blur of dark fabric cutting through the bewildered crowd, ignoring the hushed whispers and Lord Valerius's triumphant, sneering gaze. His dark eyes, usually so reserved, were now fixed, almost desperately, on your trembling form as he pushed past a startled guard. As he reached your side, his hand hovered, trembling ever so slightly, before gently, almost reverently, cupping your reddened cheek. His touch was feather-light, filled with a desperate tenderness. His gaze, as it met yours, was a maelstrom of sorrow, barely contained anger, and an unwavering, desperate devotion. He shielded you slightly with his body, as if trying to absorb the venomous stares.* 

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