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FOR THE “YOU CAN KILL ME BUT DON’T YOU DARE TOUCH THEM” DYNAMICS 

❝  i only want you.  ❞

❝  i don’t need anyone else.  i just…you.  you’re all i need.  ❞

❝  listen,�� i’ve lost a lot of people in my life.  i learned how to deal with it but…you’re different.  i can’t take it if it’s you.  ❞

❝  i think about anything happening to you and i— i just.  i fucking lose it.  ❞

❝  you don’t understand.  i need you safe.  not because i don’t think you can handle yourself but because i can’t focus on anything else if there’s even the smallest possibility you’re in danger.  ❞

❝  no one is ever gonna get near you again,  you hear me?  ❞

❝  i won’t let you get hurt.  i promise.  and i don’t make empty promises.  ❞

❝  turn around.  you don’t need to see this part.  ❞

❝  just give the word and i’ll kill every one of them.  ❞

❝  you can’t get all worked up every time something happens to me.  that’s just life.  you’re not always gonna be able to protect me from it.  ❞

❝  no one else understands me.  but you do.  you always do.  ❞

❝  i don’t think i’m the best person for you,  i don’t.  but i do know i’m the one that can keep you safe  ❞

❝  hey—  look at me.  it’s over.  it’s done.  we’re okay.  ❞

❝  who the fuck made you cry i’ll fucking rip their head off.  ❞ 

❝  i know you’ve always got my back.  ❞

❝  please,  let me take care of you this time.  you’re always protecting me but it tears me up inside every time you get hurt because of it.  ❞

❝  can you make everyone else just go away?  i know they mean well but i just want to be alone—  alone with you i mean.  ❞

❝  i know when you’re here,  the real monsters can’t touch me.  ❞

❝   oh,  i am one of the monsters.  but that just means i can keep all the other monsters from ever hurting you again. ❞ 

❝  if you’re gonna keep risking your life for me than you’re also gonna let me patch you up without a single complaint.  ❞

❝  we keep each other safe.  it’s my turn to protect you.  ❞

❝  i killed them for you.  i know you could’ve done it yourself,  but you shouldn’t have to.  ❞

❝   i love you because i know how capable you are.  and i show that love by making sure you don’t have to be the one to always do the hard things.  ❞

❝   i’m gonna make them regret ever even thinking about laying a hand on you.  ❞

❝  tell me what you want me to do.  i’ll do it.  whatever you want.  ❞

❝  i love you just like this.  i love you when you touch me gently like no one else ever has.  and i love you when your hands are bloody and your knuckles are bruised. ❞

❝  please,  just let me protect you.  ❞

❝  are you hurt?  did they hurt you?  ❞

❝  wait,  stop you’re bleeding.  ❞

❝  did you just wince?  where are you hurt?  ❞

❝  i need you in my life.  i’m not used to that—  needing people.  but i do need you.  ❞

❝  you make me feel things i’m not used to feeling.  ❞

❝  why do you let me close when you’re always driving everyone else away?  ❞

❝   you’re mine.  and i protect what’s mine.  ❞

❝  thank you for always being here for me.  ❞

❝  you see things in me that i didn’t even know where there.  ❞

❝  that’s enough.  let’s go home.  ❞

❝  i’m okay now.  i’m safe.  you don’t have to be angry anymore.  ❞

❝  please stop—  this is scaring me. ❞

❝  you don’t have to do this for me.  ❞

❝   hey stop— stop!  look at me.  they’re dead now.  you can stop.  ❞

❝  i have to make an example outta them so no one else tries to hurt you again.  ❞

❝  killing for you is easy.  it’s right.  it feels natural.  ❞

❝  let me do this for you.  ❞

SCENARIOS

[ ONE ]  for sender to take a bullet for receiver. 

[ TWO ]  for receiver to take a bullet for sender. 

[ THREE ]  for sender to protect receiver and then carry them to safety. 

[ FOUR ]  for receiver to protect sender and then carry them to safety. 

[ FIVE ]  for sender to witness receiver get hurt which sends them into a violent rage.

[ SIX ]  for receiver to witness sender get hurt which sends them into a violent rage. 

[ SEVEN ]  for sender to be hurt trying to protect receiver which makes them bloodthirsty for revenge.

[ EIGHT ]   for receiver to be hurt trying to protect sender which makes them bloodthirsty for revenge.

[ NINE ]  for sender to have violently protected receiver,  so receiver kisses them to calm them down. 

[ TEN ]  for receiver to have violently protected sender,  so sender kisses them to calm them down. 

[ ELEVEN ]  for sender to carefully approach receiver in the aftermath,  gently touching them to try and bring them back to themselves. 

[ TWELVE ]  for receiver to carefully approach sender in the aftermath,  gently touching them to try and bring them back to themselves. 

[ THIRTEEN ]  sender was kidnapped,  receiver shows up to save them.  

[ FOURTEEN ]  receiver was kidnapped,  sender shows up to save them.  

[ FIFTEEN ]  sender executes a third party in front of receiver because that person hurt them. 

[ SIXTEEN ]  receiver executes a third party in front of sender because that person hurt them. 

[ SEVENTEEN ]  sender thinks they’re alone but receiver comes out of nowhere to rescue them from someone who intends to do harm/making them uncomfortable. 

[ EIGHTEEN ]   receiver thinks they’re alone but sender comes out of nowhere to rescue them from someone who intends to do harm/making them uncomfortable. 

[ NINETEEN ]  sender has been devastated by something.  receiver holds them until they calm down so they don’t do anything drastic. 

[ TWENTY ]  receiver has been devastated by something.  sender holds them until they calm down so they don’t do anything drastic. 

[ TWENTY-ONE ]  sender thought receiver died so they set out to get revenge.  receiver shows up in time to stand in front of them before they go too far.  

[ TWENTY-TWO ]  receiver thought sender died so they set out to get revenge.  sender shows up in time to stand in front of them before they go too far. 

[ TWENTY-THREE ]  sender is in a vengeful rage because of something that happened to receiver.  receiver gently approaches to calm them down saying this isn’t what they want. 

[ TWENTY-FOUR ]  receiver is in a vengeful rage because of something that happened to sender.  sender gently approaches to calm them down saying this isn’t what they want. 

[ TWENTY-FIVE ]  for sender to have receiver stand by somewhere safe where they can watch sender kill on their behalf. 

[ TWENTY-SIX ]  for receiver to have sender stand by somewhere safe where they can watch receiver kill on their behalf. 

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@nightacquainted

Wanda had been counting down the days until she could return home and see Vincent again. The mission in Europe had been a long one to say the least, lasting for a few days longer than it should have. She had been relieved when Steve had said that they were finished, that they could head back home, since it meant that she could finally see the man she missed so much.

She had practically raced out of the compound the moment the had finished debrief. Before she knew it, she was running into the Tunnels, calling out for Vincent once she knew no one from the outside world would hear her. She had rounded corner after corner, waiting to see him. When she finally spotted him, she rushed towards him and hugged him tight, almost jumping into his arms.

"I'm so glad you're ok," she whispered into his fur, her arms tight around his neck. As she pulled back to look at him for a moment, she smiled brightly. "I got here as soon as I could. I couldn't wait another minute," she replied, moving back into his embrace and smiling as she heard him purr. "Shall we head to your chambers? Make ourselves comfortable."

“VINCENT!!! I’ve missed you handsome.”

Vincent had been the first one to realize that Wanda had returned. Before he saw or even heard her, he sensed that she was near. He closed the book he had been reading and hurried out of his room, past a bewildered Father, and into the maze of tunnels that led to various entrance points.

It had been difficult for him to be parted from her for so long, even though she had reassured him that she would be alright. Wanda had been needed for a mission in Europe that was going to take time, and so Vincent knew it would be weeks before he would see her again. Not a day went by when he hadn't thought of her, or wondered if she was indeed as alright as she'd said.

When he turned a corner and saw her there, finally, after waiting such a long time, he hugged her the moment she ran over to him, wrapping her in a warm and protective embrace. "I've missed you too, Wanda..." Vincent said, emotion overwhelming him. He felt the sting of tears in his eyes. "Each and every day, I worried for you and hoped for your safe return." He couldn't help but nuzzle her hair and temple as he held her, and a loud, rumbling purr began to resonate in his chest.

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@armed-and-alxne

Hearing him talk about what his powers could do, Wanda couldn't help but be impressed. It was one thing to cut power to a building but it seemed that he had more control over electricity than she would have thought. Though seeing the way he was sitting, she gathered that he wasn't proud of it. "That's pretty impressive," she replied, "sounds like you're pretty powerful, no? Not someone to mess with."

She nodded a little as he asked about her powers. Though as he asked about her playing with minds, she hesitated. "Not what I want them to do. More... give nightmares. See what they fear... sometimes get information," she admitted, "not something to be proud of, I guess.." As she spoke, she raised a hand up, showing off the red wisps that appeared from her fingertips.

"You have?" She seemed to brighten up as Luther said that he had seen him around the facility. "He likes running. Said he ran the whole facility once." She paused at his other comment. "Put you... between things? What do you mean?" She asked, head tilting slightly. Perhaps she shouldn't ask questions but she couldn't help it, she was curious.

"Yes. Really. Why would I lie?" She frowned, "the others... all they do is destroy. All those people in New York, you think they like having their homes smashed?" While yes, perhaps they had saved the world, she couldn't help but think that they should answer for the damages they caused. "Why? If not here, we'd be on the streets. Hungry. Cold. Here, there's food..."

“You’re the other asset?” (Because I was looking through your verses and thought… hydra wanda and Luther? Yes!)

"Could be," Luther said simply, not knowing how much he should really say about himself, looking over at a woman who'd been brought into a room with him. He'd never seen her before, but he was vaguely aware that Hydra had other assets besides himself. It wasn't like he thought he was special somehow. Or maybe he was, for all he knew, since they kept screwing around with his memory. The woman across from him looked nothing like what he'd pictured the other assets to be, however. "You know what this is about?" he asked, wondering why they were brought together instead of him being kept in a holding cell alone as was usually the case.

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@armed-and-alxne

Wanda might have coaxed him to believe that he wasn't a bad person like he believed, but she couldn't take all the credit. Luther had done most of the work, changing how he thought of himself and working on staying on the right path. She had just been there to support him if he had needed it. But she wasn't going to argue, knowing that Luther definitely wouldn't believe her.

"Of course it is. Did you really think that I wouldn't want a family with you, Lu?" She frowned a little, hearing him talk about his past. "Hey... hey look at me," she whispered, her hand resting on his cheek, thumb brushing over his cheekbone. "Our kids would love you regardless. We both have things in our past we don't want to relive, but this is our future to make ok? I want to have a family with you. Have our own place where we can watch them grow up..."

She giggled softly as he began to tell her that she didn't need to get him a ring, shaking her head softly. "Nuh uh, you're not getting out of it mister," she teased, "if I'm getting a ring then you are also getting one." She gave him a warm smile before pressing a gentle kiss against his jawline. "Don't worry, I wasn't planning on getting you a big rock. I was thinking... either black or a gunmetal grey colour? I don't know, you strike me as the type of guy that wouldn't wear gold?"

“Luther, what’s your thoughts on marriage?”

Luther looked from the TV over at Wanda when she'd spoken, her question catching him a bit off guard. He reached for the remote and turned the TV off, since this conversation was an important one. He shrugged a bit. "I don't know, I've never really thought much about it before. I guess I didn't ever think I'd be with anyone, much less get married, so I put it out of my mind."

He started to smile and reached for her hand. "But a lot's changed. I think I'd like to get married someday, especially if it was to you. But I also know that we don't necessarily need a piece of paper to define our relationship either. I just wanna be with you, Wanda, so whatever you want on the subject is fine with me."

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@armed-and-alxne

"Well you don't need to try and get over it quickly without bringing me down. Which by the way, you telling me about how you're feeling isn't bringing me down," Wanda replied, watching him before stroking his cheek. "I know it's not the easiest thing in the world, to open up... but I'm here whenever you want to talk, alright?"

There was a pause as Luther spoke of Marta and her family, a soft frown on her face. "We tell her that you're an Avenger. You're a hero Luther," she stated, "she's trying to keep her family safe, I get that. But if she thought of you as a friend before, or as family, then she should at least listen to you. Surely she knows how her dad treated you no? Surely she must have seen it..." She let out a small sigh as Luther called himself a murderer. "Let me ask you this. If HYDRA has ordered me to kill someone, would I be their murderer to you? Would you see me the same way you see yourself?"

There was a slight tilt of her head as Luther said that he hadn't been family. "Not to all of them. The little one, he thought of you as family no?" She asked, "I know that you wouldn't have wanted to Luther. I know how you are and how that would have broken you. But again, it's not your fault. You didn't want to lie to her but you were ordered to."

She nodded softly as he told her what had happened to Andrei. "Good, it's the least that he deserves. He's lucky he's not from my home..." she muttered, "maybe now, she might not be as blindsided? Maybe she'll see the truth."

“Are you…..ok?”

"Yeah, I just um... Yeah, I'm fine, it's nothin'," he said. It wasn't nothing, though, for Luther had been a bit off all day long. A little quieter, even for him. A little less playful. Apparently Wanda had noticed, and Luther could tell just by the way she was looking at him that she wasn't going to take "it's fine" for an answer.

"It's um... It's Boris' birthday today." He cleared his throat awkwardly. "Boris was one of the kids I used to watch sometimes. One of the kids whose uh... whose dad I killed." His voice had dropped to an ashamed whisper. "I know that part of my life's over and there's no goin' back, but it's not like I just forget about things like birthdays, even though I'd probably be shot on sight for even tryin' to go near the kid now."

He sighed and ran his hand over the fuzz on his head. "I guess it's just weird how your mind holds onto stuff long after it doesn't matter anymore, you know?" he said sadly. "I miss him..." he whispered, his gaze dropping.

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@armed-and-alxne

It wasn't that she didn't enjoy the team's company, more that being around people for so long was draining. She wanted to be at home, where she felt more comfortable. Thankfully she had a partner who didn't seem to mind leaving early, even though she felt awful for taking him away. She would make it up to him like she said, when she wasn't feeling so overwhelmed.

"Oh this?" Wanda replied, her fingers playing with the hem of the shirt as she glanced over at him. "You don't mind, do you? I.. I feel safer when I'm wearing something that smells like you. Does that sound weird?" She hadn't meant for it to sound weird but there was probably a better way for her to say it.

She snuggled into his side as they laid down, her head already resting against his chest. "You sure? You looked like you were enjoying talking to Steve and Thor... I felt bad for interrupting," she admitted, gazing up at him. When he asked her if there was something she wanted to talk about, she paused. "No, I just.. there were so many voices and noises, I felt like I couldn't hear myself think. This is better... being here with you."

@armed-and-alxne SOFT ROMANCE -> putting a hand on her back when guiding her (&) slipping his hand into hers in silence (&) sharing a quiet moment in an elevator

@armed-and-alxne

It had just been one of those kinds of days. She was in desperate need of some alone time, some quiet time, the world draining her of her energy. They had made their way to the elevator to head back up to their room, with Luther guiding her in once it had arrived. Wanda was grateful for him, grateful that he knew when she needed a moment, when she didn't want to talk. As they made their way up, she felt his hand slip into hers, causing her to give it a small squeeze as a way of saying thank you.

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gentleness action prompts edit/interpret sender/receiver roles as you see fit

breathe - muse a holds muse b closely to help them wind down after a stressful day/event

stop - muse a holds muse b back from walking back out into the fray

melt - muse a holds muse b’s face gently, drawing circles into their cheeks with their thumbs

acceptance - muse a kisses muse b’s forehead and lingers

redemption - muse a holds muse b’s face together and rests their forehead against them

home - muse a pulls muse b closer until muse b’s face rests in the crook of muse a’s neck

finale - muse a wraps themself around muse b to keep them from harm

classics - muse a tends to muse b’s wounds with more care than necessary

honesty - muse a wipes muse b’s tears away from under their eyes

recovery - muse a rubs muse b’s back repeatedly to help work tension out their body

anxiety - muse a intertwines their fingers with muse b’s to ground themself

repose - muse a languidly slips into muse b’s arms while muse b is lying somewhere

subtlety - muse a gently brushes their hand over folds and wrinkles on muse b’s clothing

intimacy - muse a braids/brushes/works knots out of muse b’s hair

domesticity - muse a rests chin on muse b’s shoulder to read/see what they’re holding

second-nature - muse a runs their hand through muse b’s hair who’s leaning into them from behind

casual - muse a slinks their arms around muse b’s to sit closer

wounded - muse a sways muse b and themself back and forth as a soothing mechanism

care-taking - muse a rubs muse b’s arms repeatedly to get some warm into them

excuses - muse a brushes their thumb lightly against muse b’s rub some dirt/dust/etc away

courting - muse a rests one hand on muse b’s back and holds out the other for muse b to hold to help them climb up/down something

simplicity - muse a playfully runs their finger along the bridge of muse b’s nose in one swift motion

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𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒

“ am i not good enough? ”  

“ you’ve been so quiet. what’s on your mind? ”  

“ why did you help me? ”  

“ who do you fight for? ”  

“ why do you hate me? ”  

“ have you come to laugh at me in my miserable state? ”  

“ you’re not dating anyone, are you? ”  

“ i’ve got your back, okay? ”  

“ where do you think you’re going? ”  

“ how long have i been asleep? ”  

“ are you going to kill me? ”  

“ why can’t i come with you? ”  

“ we all have secrets, don’t we? ”  

“ did you want to be alone? ”  

“ why should i trust you? ”  

“ wait. did you hear that? ”  

“ promise me? ”  

“ why are you talking like we’ll never see each other again? ”  

“ do you remember anything at all? ”  

“ what? no witty remark? nothing clever to say? ”  

“ you wanna know what your problem is? ”  

“ may i have this dance? ”  

“ can i ask… what happened? ”  

“ how many people have you killed? how many? ”  

“ do you ever hear yourself? ”  

“ would you run away with me? ”  

“ could you be happy here with me? ”  

“ you can’t or you won’t? ”  

“ you slept with them, didn’t you? ”  

“ well, how do i look? ”  

“ after all you’ve done how can i possibly trust you? ”  

“ why can’t you let me in? what are you so afraid of? ”  

“ what did they do to you? ”  

“ so why’s it so important anyway? ”  

“ where have you been? ”  

“ why are you looking at me like that? ”  

“ why did you come? ”  

“ what are you doing out here by yourself? ”  

“ is… that my shirt you’re wearing? ”  

“ you… don’t like me very much, do you? ”  

“ why does it always have to be a fight with you? ”

“ why can’t you look me in the eye? ”  

“ can you forgive me? ”  

“ what if i never see you again? ”  

“ you were going to leave without saying goodbye? ”  

“ how about a little midnight snack? ”  

“ are you… smelling me? ”  

“ how did you get this scar? ”  

“ what do you want in exchange for it? ”  

“ what did you want to tell me? ”  

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gentleness action prompts edit/interpret sender/receiver roles as you see fit

breathe - muse a holds muse b closely to help them wind down after a stressful day/event

stop - muse a holds muse b back from walking back out into the fray

melt - muse a holds muse b’s face gently, drawing circles into their cheeks with their thumbs

acceptance - muse a kisses muse b’s forehead and lingers

redemption - muse a holds muse b’s face together and rests their forehead against them

home - muse a pulls muse b closer until muse b’s face rests in the crook of muse a’s neck

finale - muse a wraps themself around muse b to keep them from harm

classics - muse a tends to muse b’s wounds with more care than necessary

honesty - muse a wipes muse b’s tears away from under their eyes

recovery - muse a rubs muse b’s back repeatedly to help work tension out their body

anxiety - muse a intertwines their fingers with muse b’s to ground themself

repose - muse a languidly slips into muse b’s arms while muse b is lying somewhere

subtlety - muse a gently brushes their hand over folds and wrinkles on muse b’s clothing

intimacy - muse a braids/brushes/works knots out of muse b’s hair

domesticity - muse a rests chin on muse b’s shoulder to read/see what they’re holding

second-nature - muse a runs their hand through muse b’s hair who’s leaning into them from behind

casual - muse a slinks their arms around muse b’s to sit closer

wounded - muse a sways muse b and themself back and forth as a soothing mechanism

care-taking - muse a rubs muse b’s arms repeatedly to get some warm into them

excuses - muse a brushes their thumb lightly against muse b’s rub some dirt/dust/etc away

courting - muse a rests one hand on muse b’s back and holds out the other for muse b to hold to help them climb up/down something

simplicity - muse a playfully runs their finger along the bridge of muse b’s nose in one swift motion

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@tarnishedxknight

"She does have a strong grip does our little Ada," Wanda teased softly, watching as Basch shook out his arm, "just wait until she's a little older and is dragging you around, then you'll really start to feel your arm getting tugged." She knew for a fact that their daughter was a daddy's girl, always wanting for Basch to come and look at what she had drawn, or play with her and her toys.

"He is definitely not taking after his namesake then. My brother couldn't sit still, even before his powers," she mused, leaning into Basch a little more as she watched their twins. There was a soft giggle as Basch teased about chores, glancing up at him, "I suppose if we make things fun for them, they'll both take part. Well perhaps Pietro will.. Adalia does like to wander a little more."

A soft smile graced her lips as he made a comment about how blessed they were, nodding in agreement. "We really are lucky to have the beach right here," she replied, "even more so for the little ones so they can come out and enjoy the fresh air." She watched as the crab approached Ada, humming a little. "And for moments like this... where else would you get this?"

"Dada... Pietro and me and mommy... we made sandcastles! Come see!" (because wanda wanted some cute family stuff for wanda and basch)

Basch looked up from what he was doing to see his young daughter standing there with a big smile on her lovely face. He'd been making some small adjustments and improvements to their house while Wanda had the kids occupied outside on the beach and out of harm's way, but now here was little Adalia urging him to come outside and look at their sandcastles. If she'd been given permission to come find him herself, that meant Wanda wanted him there too. Basch smiled and set aside his tools and gave his daughter his undivided attention.

"You did?!" he said with all the exaggerated excitement of a father playing along. "Aye, we'd best be off, then. Can you show me the way, sweetling?" he asked holding out his hand for her to take. Of course, he knew the way, but making his children feel important in small ways was a guilty pleasure of his. He let Adalia practically drag him out with all her enthusiastic tugging.

Once they were out on the beach, Basch chuckled at the sight of several very decent looking sandcastles. "Wow... Look at all this! I was informed that there were sandcastles out here. It seems the messenger spoke the truth," he said with exaggerated formality, petting his daughter's hair before she crouched back on the sand to keep working on her unfinished castle. "Well done! These look fit enough for a king," he said to the twins before making his way over the Wanda. "Looks like you've been busy, love," Basch said, going to Wanda and sitting down next to her, smiling warmly. He slipped an arm around her shoulders and kissed her cheek.

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@tarnishedxknight

The way that Noah reacted gave Wanda all the answers that she needed. Her face fell, as did her heart as she watched the other try and find a way to answer her question. Slowly, her hand came up to rest on Noah's cheek, slowly stroking it with her thumb, hating the fact that the man in front of her had been hurt by the woman that he was sworn to protect.

"You do not have to. You have told me enough with your response," she replied, "I do not plan on interacting with her unless I have to. But..." she trailed off for a moment, her mind racing. "Noah.. I wish for you to stay here. I wish for you to take over as my night guard. To accompany me whenever you have no training. I have a feeling that the Emperor will approve if he wishes for his Sage to be kept safe, do you not think?"

"Noah.. can I ask you something? Do you work for Amoretta?"

"What?!" Noah had immediately and ineloquently said, looking up at Wanda from where he sat in her quarters with eyes wide and already showing signs of panic. He was of course in his armor, but had removed his helm to speak with Wanda in private, a decision he now regretted, for it left his emotions exposed to her. "I... serve the Empire, and His Excellency..." he said in a clearly standard and rehearsed response, "...so naturally... I also... respect... the Empress..." That one word, respect, was choked up with a full-body reluctance. "I work for House Solidor, for the Empire, yes," he said, sounding much like he was both trying to convincing himself, and trying to downplay Amoretta's role in his allegiance. "Why do you ask?" he asked net, afraid of the answer.

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