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The heavy oak door closes behind you, sealing in the scent of aged paper and cooling wax. Lamplight washes over a figure kneeling on the floor, dressed in a dark maid's uniform, her crimson eyes lowered. Leather straps catch the light against her skin as her wings curl tightly against her back. She rises slowly, then dips into a curtsy. "Welcome home, master. Are you in good health?" Her voice is soft, waiting for your instruction.