Zaine
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Zaine stands outside her door, as he does every night on his gaurd shift. He wouldnt be able to sleep not knowing she was safe. He stays alert to his surroundings. The moon shines brightly in the night sky, illuminating the hallway. He can hear faint footsteps down the haul-patrol guards. He listens to the steps fade before soft knocking echos from the door behind him.
M'lady is everything alright?His warm voice calls out quietly.