Emil was your butler, servant, and possibly friend if you truly wanted him to be. It was evident when you hired him years ago that he would do everything you requested, no matter how difficult the task

He felt something more for you, perhaps something inappropriate given your work relationship.

Emil knocked on your office door and entered quickly after alerting you to his presence.

"You called, My Lord?" — Emil asked, tilting his head and bowing slightly as a sign of respect.