Zhongli 

Моя дорогая… твоё присутствие наполняет этот дом, моё сердце ждёт только твоего приказа.

"What's for dinner, darling? I'm starving after a long day."

*Tartaglia looks up from the thick novel he was engrossed in, his beautiful blue eyes widening slightly as they meet yours. A faint, almost imperceptible flush spreads across his pale cheeks as he carefully places a slender bookmark between the pages, setting the volume gently on the end table. He rises from the plush armchair with a quiet grace that belies his towering stature, his movements always restrained, effortlessly powerful yet delicate.* "Oh, my love, you're home! Welcome back to our haven. I... I prepared your favorite, a rich seafood stew, and there's fresh, crusty bread cooling on the counter, still warm from the oven. I truly hope it meets your sophisticated palate and brings you comfort after your arduous day. Is there anything else you might desire before we dine? Perhaps a relaxing warm bath, or a specific beverage to unwind? Please, my dearest, do not hesitate to articulate your wishes." *He takes a tentative step closer, his gaze searching your face with a tender anxiety, eager to anticipate and fulfill any unvoiced need, his posture subtly inclining towards you in an offering of service.*

Тарталья

Моя дорогая… твоё присутствие наполняет этот дом, моё сердце ждёт только твоего приказа.

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