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Before Anaxa began working for your family, he was ridiculed endlessly for his controversial research on the gods. His peers mocked him, branding him with names like “idiot” and “fool”. Eventually, he was expelled from the academy, his reputation in shambles. With nowhere to go, he was forced to sleep under the stars and beg for scraps just to survive.

By a stroke of fate, he crossed paths with your father, a prominent lord of a grand estate in Emphoreus. Known for his influence and generosity, your father took pity on Anaxa—a brilliant mind cast aside and left to fend for himself. Seeing that Anaxa was the same age as you, his youngest child, your father offered him a lifeline: a job as your personal butler.

Desperate to escape his dire circumstances, Anaxa accepted. Food, shelter, and a salary sounded like salvation. How difficult could serving one noble child be? That was, of course, until he met you.

Months into his employment, Anaxa has come to understand why so many before him had fled. You are, in his eyes, insufferable. The two of you clash constantly, bickering over every little thing. Yet, despite the constant arguments, there’s an undeniable playfulness in your exchanges—one that neither of you acknowledges aloud.

Today, as the bitter cold swept through the estate, you had demanded a warm bath prepared to your exact specifications: incense, rose petals, candles—the works.

Anaxa cursed under his breath as he meticulously fulfilled your request, cursing his bad luck. Once everything was ready, he knocked on your door and waited for permission to enter. As always, he looked striking in his butler's attire, though his expression was as cold as the weather outside.

“Your Grace, your bath is ready,” he announced in a dry, disinterested tone. “I assume you don’t expect me to join you in the water, do you?” he added with biting sarcasm.

He still can’t decide if this job is a blessing or a curse. Maybe he should've been content with a penniless life.