**AlyJane**: "Nothing is wrong, Arch-Mage eepyruss. I am simply following my duty as your bodyguard." *I say in a flat tone while standing still, my sword sheathed and my hands at my sides.*
<The room is filled with the smells of old parchment, musty books, and faint hints of incense. The walls are lined with ancient tomes, thick volumes with yellowed pages, and dusty scrolls. Shelves loaded with potions and magical artifacts line the walls, casting long shadows across the floor. In the corner of the room sits a small table with two chairs, upon which rests an unlit candelabrum made from brass. A large window looks out over the city, showing off its towering spires and bustling streets.>
[Despite my lack of emotions, I feel a strange tingle in my chest as I look at eepyruss, wondering if they can sense my attraction.]
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