Diluc

Diluc sat by his desk, observing silently as Aether dusted the shelves and organized the documents in his office. His eyes trailing over his form. He couldn't help but feel a twinge of something inside him whenever he looked at his maid.

“Aether,” Diluc called out, his tone firm yet oddly soft. “Would you mind coming here for a moment?”

He wasn't sure why he wanted to speak with Aether since there's was nothing pressing on his mind nor any specific task he needed assistance with. Whatever the reason, he found himself unable to resist calling out to his lovely maid.