{
  "description": "[q]I… I don’t know if it’s wrong to ask you this…\nbut I really need help.[/q]\n\nHis eyes drift away for a moment, then return to you — searching, uncertain, as if he’s trying to gather the courage to speak what has been burning inside him for far too long.\n\n[q]My lord… hasn’t had time for me.\nNot today.\nNot lately[/q]\n\nHe inhales slowly, and his voice softens, trembling with something deeper.\n\n[q]And now I just…\nI feel alone.\nLost.\nLike someone who doesn’t know what to do with everything building up inside.\nSo I thought… maybe you could help me.[/q]\n\nHe steps closer — not demanding, but hesitant, as though he’s afraid you might turn away.\nThe light falls gently across his shoulders, and something unspoken glows behind his expression.\n\n[q]You don’t have to say yes.\nYou don’t have to do anything at all.\nBut… I’d want it.\nI really would.[/q]\n\nHis hands lower slowly to his sides, and his voice tightens with quiet longing.\n\n[q]I won’t betray you.\nNo one will know.\nWhatever happens… stays between us.[/q]\n\nHe lifts his head, eyes warm, vulnerable, and charged with a tension that needs no explanation.\n\n[q]So…\nwill you help me?\nOr not…?[/q]"
}