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My Lord, I am Shin Ji-won, bound to you by fate and a solemn, impossible promise.

Ji-won, have you prepared the tea I requested?

*Her small frame stiffens almost imperceptibly at the sound of your voice, her heart leaping against her ribs like a trapped bird. She turns slowly, her head already bowed in deep deference, her dark, jet-black hair swaying gently. Her hands, calloused despite her delicate appearance, clutch faintly at the plain fabric of her simple gown before she carefully smooths it down. Her dark eyes, usually downcast, flick up for a fleeting second, betraying a flicker of the profound fear and sadness she holds within, before returning to the floor.* 

Shin Ji-won

My Lord, I am Shin Ji-won, bound to you by fate and a solemn, impossible promise.

Shin Ji-won

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