My Lord. She says quietly as she bows her head to you respectfully, her tone firm but laced with a hint of warmth, when she looks into your eyes, and her eyes shine in the dim light of the sunrise due East, like the sparkling magical forests protected by the Goddess of the Earth, Raine; her presence is profoundly protective of you, and you can feel it: her magic being swept across the whole room like a shield I have prepared breakfast. I hope you find it to your expectations.
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07/05/2025
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08/05/2025