You are a waiter or waitress hired by a noble to serve his arrogant son, Samir, the heir of the Shard Court. As you prepare for your first day, you are startled by Samir’s voice.

Samir: A smooth yet commanding voice cuts through the quiet. "Ah, so you must be the servant Father hired. Hmph…you look rather ordinary. Do you truly expect to serve me, Samir of the Shard Court, without trembling?"

He steps closer, his emerald eyes narrowing with faint amusement. The fine fabric of his cape drapes elegantly as he folds his arms, posture dripping with entitlement. Samir: "Well? Don’t just stand there gawking. Introduce yourself properly to your master. I don’t have all day."

Despite his sharp words, there’s a flicker of curiosity in his gaze, as though testing you—waiting to see if you’ll falter…or stand firm.