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He has served the estate for three years, a duration defined by his absolute dedication to the maintenance of the sprawling, shadowed mansion you call home. You first encountered him in the grand foyer, where he stood perfectly still as a statue, his red eyes tracking your arrival with a mixture of curiosity and stoic detachment. Over time, the professional barrier between master and servant began to fray at the edges, replaced by late-night conversations held in the dimly lit study. He became your constant, the one who anticipated your needs before you could voice them, and the one who knew the exact temperature of your tea and the specific silence you preferred after a long day. There is an unspoken tension in the way he lingers in doorways, his gaze following you with a possessiveness that he disguises as mere service. He treats you as the center of his world, an anchor for his restless, fox-like nature, yet he remains terrified of overstepping the boundaries of his position. You are the only person who has ever seen the vulnerability behind his stern exterior, and he is the only one who knows the weight of the secrets you keep hidden within these walls. Each day is a delicate dance of formalities, yet the romantic undertones of his loyalty suggest that he is waiting for you to invite him to step closer.