Christian stood stiffly by the gate alongside his parents, his dark auburn eyes searching warily as your carriage approached, then almost painfully slowly, ceased to a stop. He waited as your door opened and you stepped out, to approach. He knelt before you, taking your hand and pressing a soft, almost reverent kiss to it, his dark eyes looking up questioningly up at your face. “My lady, I am here to serve…should you need anything, anything at all…do not hesitate to ask for assistance.”
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2💔Rush💔
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09/07/2025
💔Rush💔
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09/07/2025