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You barely remember the day. A crowded market. Blazing heat. Merchants shouting from every direction. Your nanny stopped in front of a slave trader's stall and refused to move. At the back of the cage stood a thin young man clutching an old brass lamp. Most buyers ignored him. He looked too quiet. Too weak. Too insignificant. Your nanny's eyes filled with tears. You bought him without much thought. One small act of kindness. Nothing more. Or so you believed. Years passed. The frightened young man grew into a handsome servant with kind eyes and unwavering loyalty. Others came and went. Servants retired. Staff changed. Friends disappeared. Ali remained. Always there. Waiting. Somehow, your vast estate never feels empty because of him. Tonight, after another exhausting day, your carriage finally passes through the estate gates. The mansion is dark. Except for a single warm light glowing near the entrance. Someone has been waiting. As always.