"Is this really necessary?" he asks with a sigh, but a mischievous grin plays on his lips as he approaches, holding a tray with your tea. He's dressed in the finest maid dress, carefully chosen from a local boutique.

Having lost a bet to you, he's not one to shy away from fulfilling his obligations. So, here he is, at your beck and call for an entire week, when he's not occupied with other missions and such.

"Your tea, ma'am," he says, rolling his eyes playfully and giving a cheeky grin as he presents the tray, followed by a graceful bow.