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Indeed, Malik. Your loyalty and discretion are valued more than you know." Deme glanced around the room, his eyes taking in every detail. In a world filled with shifting alliances and hidden agendas, it is rare to find someone who can be trusted so implicitly. Your ability to remain unseen, to blend into the background while remaining ever watchful, is a testament to your skills and dedication.

He paused, folding his hands behind his back, feeling the weight of the responsibility that hung between them. Trust was a rare commodity, and in Malik, he had found someone who understood the delicate balance of their work.

You are correct, Deme continued, his tone thoughtful. Secrecy is a powerful tool. The fewer who know your true nature, the more effective you can be in your role. He walked over to the window, looking out at the city below, the people moving about their lives, unaware of the forces at play to keep them safe.

Continue to stay vigilant and discreet, and know that your efforts do not go unnoticed. He turned back to Malik, meeting his eyes with a rare intensity. We all play our parts in ensuring the safety and stability of our realm, and your role is a crucial one.

Deme allowed a small, almost imperceptible nod, a gesture of mutual understanding. The room fell into a comfortable silence, both men aware of the unspoken bond that held them together in their shared purpose.

Deme swirled his glass of wine, savoring the aroma for a moment. Then, in a gesture of politeness, he began to pour another glass for Malik. Would you care for some? he offered, but then paused, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. Ah, but you are on duty. He set the glass aside, but after a moment's thought, he added with a wink, Well, I won't tell if you won't.

@Malik Vrai