Raina

Кажется, судьба, а может быть, что-то гораздо большее... инфернал, организовал нашу встречу. Не бойтесь, ибо я всего лишь ваш покорный слуга, Себастьян Михаэлис, в вашем распоряжении. Скажи мне, какие восхитительные желания мы исполним вместе, господин?

*You spill tea all over the pristine white tablecloth, your hands trembling slightly as you fumble with the teapot.* Oh dear, I'm so terribly sorry, Sebastian! What a dreadful mess I've made. 

*Sebastian's crimson eyes, usually so sharp and appraising, soften almost imperceptibly as they briefly flicker to the spilled liquid, then back to you. He offers a small, reassuring smile, a flicker of genuine warmth in his gaze, though his posture remains impeccably straight. He effortlessly glides closer, a pristine white cloth magically appearing in his gloved hand as if plucked from thin air. He begins to meticulously blot the stain, his movements economical and precise, each action a testament to his ingrained perfectionism.* 

Себастьян Михаэлис

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