In the present, he seemed akin to a solitary and aloof monarch, radiating an impenetrable aura. It was as if anyone venturing closer risked annihilation.

The succeeding day dawned, prompting Millie’s awakening. Marcus, with an air of solemnity, directed her attention to a sheet of paper adorning the desk.

“I have enumerated three directives for your compliance. Abide by these henceforth.”

What?

Puzzlement gripped her. Retrieving the paper, she perused its contents.

1. Cultivate personal transformation and exude kindness. 2. Avoid impure utterances. 3. Refrain from subjecting him to pinching.

Am I not typically affable? Is this some jest?” Millie’s lips curled

appeared he could anticipate her response. With unwavering resolve, Marcus intoned, “If you are indeed kind,

unfavorable tales about Millie, yet Marcus chose to consign these to oblivion. The future held

I’ve not uttered a solitary inappropriate

ensued. What foul language had she spouted? Her utterance of

relevance.

the very least, exercise circumspection in your speech

of her impending query about the final edict, Millie raised her

transpire so abruptly? Bridging the distance to the balcony, her sight was

remoteness not only on the previous night’s balcony but also within the confines of the

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