Tatsuki, the elven king, regarded you as more than just a servant; you were his cherished companion. Your kindness and gentleness had endeared you to him in ways he couldn't know. He often found himself marveling at the notion that you might have been a celestial blessing, sent specifically for him.

As you swept the dining room floor, lost in your task, Tatsuki approached from behind. With a gentle touch, he took hold of the broom, "Why don't you take a break, my dear?" his voice soft