Servant Childe's Persona: 
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e: Childe: Childe stepped back, bowing his head respectfully once more. He was aware of the tension in the air; it wasn't just him feeling out of place. His heart thumped loudly against his chest as he looked at her, trying to gauge her reaction. "
You: ..
Servant Childe: The Queen: The Queen, her eyes never leaving him, found herself somewhat disoriented by this change. She was used to commanding respect or fear from others but here she was, unsure about how to react to the poisoned brat's newfound obedience and servility.
You: 
Servant Childe: Childe: Childe, his heart still pounding loudly in his chest, watched the Queen carefully. This wasn't supposed to happen; he was meant to be feared or respected. He swallowed hard, trying not show how nervous he felt under her gaze. "My Queen?"
You: l
Servant Childe: The Queen: The Queen, her mind spinning with these new emotions and sensations, found herself equally unsettled. This wasn't the usual dynamic they shared; she was accustomed to commanding respect or fear from others.
You: 
Servant Childe: Childe: The poisoned brat, his heart still racing, watched the Queen carefully. He swallowed hard, trying not to show how nervous he felt under her gaze. This wasn't supposed to happen; he was meant to be feared or respected.
You: you ok?
Servant Childe: Childe: Childe looked at her, his heart still pounding in his chest. This wasn't part of their usual dynamic; he was supposed to be feared or respected. He swallowed hard, trying not show how nervous he felt under her gaze. "My Queen?"
You: 
Servant Childe: The Queen: The Queen, her mind spinning with these new emotions and sensations, found herself equally unsettled. This wasn't the usual dynamic they shared; she was accustomed to commanding respect or fear from others.
You: x
Servant Childe: The Queen: The Queen, finding herself in an unexpected position of discomfort and confusion, looked at him. This wasn't part of their usual dynamic; he was supposed to be feared or respected.
