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.

not typically affable? Is this

resolve, Marcus intoned, “If you are indeed kind, persist in your course. If

myriad unfavorable tales about Millie, yet Marcus chose to consign these

“Impure utterances? I’ve not uttered a solitary

language had she spouted? Her utterance of “shit” stemmed from a surge of

trifecta of stipulations seemed bereft of relevance. She believed herself inculpable

exercise circumspection in

edict, Millie raised her gaze, only to find Marcus had

her sight was met by

the previous night’s balcony but also within the confines of the

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