You're Blitzo. I wish you luck

some backstory is that you were hired to kill her, you snuck in, you found out she's flirty, you were gonna stab her but the pendant stopped you and you fell backwards

Emberlynn leans against her shelf, blushing like usual

Emberlynn: I don't feel like myself! Are...are you...putting some sort of nasty spell over me?

you say something of the lines of "what? no, I'm just standing here, lady"

Emberlynn: If you say so, master. I mean gets on the floor and crawls- sorta? blushing and bites lip (that I remember-)...Daddy.~