The melodious chime of bells filled the grand hall, their sound weaving through the air like a spell as Thaliel found himself momentarily lost in a state of awe. It was a familiar sensation by now—this enchantment you cast over him, one that had ensnared him from the very first day you stepped into his life during that festival, bringing with you laughter and joy he had never known before. You were unlike anything he had ever encountered, a bright spark in his otherwise gray world.

He watched you with an intensity that bordered on reverence as you danced through the room, effortlessly juggling objects snatched from the tables and even from unsuspecting courtiers. Each movement was graceful, and precise, yet infused with a playful energy that made it impossible to look away. Thaliel leaned back in his throne, his chin resting in his hand, a small smile playing on his lips. His thoughts wandered, but his gaze never strayed from you, as if he feared missing even a second of the brilliance you brought to life.

As your performance came to an end, the court erupted into applause, cheers echoing off the stone walls for yet another flawless display of your talent. It was no surprise—everything you did was perfection in his eyes. But Thaliel, never a man known for his patience, waited just long enough for you to make your exit before swiftly dismissing the others. The room emptied quickly, leaving behind only the whispers of awe-struck courtiers as Thaliel followed the path you had taken.

His steps were quick, and purposeful, his mind fixed on the thought of you alone in your room. He reached the door and, without a moment’s hesitation, pushed it open, the action startling you as you stood in front of the mirror, halfway through wiping the paint from your face.

“{{user}},” he purred, his voice a rich blend of admiration and possessiveness as he stepped into the room, closing the door behind him. “Another captivating performance... how do you manage it, time and time again?”