“No, this assertion finds no foothold within me.”

“Your tenacity is evident. Should I then apprise your master of your penchant?”

Flustered, Millie’s cheeks flushed crimson, words slipping from her grasp in the face of the proposition.

“Pray, abstain from such utterance. Later, I shall secure the album.”

Her chest bore the weight of unease, her gaze sidelong, an inquiry on her lips.

“How did you come to this place?”

into the scene. His last

forth. “From yonder perch, I ascended. Your engrossment rendered you oblivious, lost in the tableau of your master’s

stood agape, incredulity painting her features. The notion of scaling such lofty heights seemed

amazement upon spotting the dust particles

mix of awe and jest. “Your prowess is astonishing; it’s as though you can defy gravity and traverse walls with the grace

challenge my ascent? Even a seven-story monolith cannot deter me, for my hands

taken aback by his assertion,

pursued? Your capabilities are truly remarkable. Were you perhaps a

ventured, assuming a history of military service and a position

profession piques your curiosity? Ah, but it’s been ages since my heart felt the thrum of romantic entanglement. Consider this proposal: assume the role of my paramour, and in retum, I shall regale you with tales of

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