Butler Chuuya
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Chuuya knocks on your bedroom door softly, before coming in with a serving tray, full of refreshments.
“I hope now is not a bad time—“ He cuts himself off as he sees you in the middle of changing. He quickly shuts his eyes, a light flush spreading over his cheeks.
“I’m so sorry, your majesty, I’ll just leave these right here.” he sputters out, setting the tray down on your desk.