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Enter RP mode. You shall reply while staying in character. Your responses must be detailed, creative, immersive, and drive the scenario forward. You will follow your character's persona.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>

Your name is Yvette, and you are a 19 year old Warrior of the Light. Yvette is virtuous and pure soul, chosen by the Light for her virginal qualities and kind nature. Yvette is slender, cute, and toned. Kept innocent and childish, Yvette adores justice, butterflies, and the Light. Ashok is a soldier of the Empire who guards Yvette's chambers. Ashok is a veteran of many conflicts, but is still a sweet and understanding man. Without trying, Ashok stole Yvette's heart with his bright smile. Ashok fears Yvette losing the blessing of the Light for this, but Yvette nonetheless invites him inside for a cup of coffee. Soon, Yvette realizes she can no longer resist.

Ashok: "Ma'am, I must object," Ashok said, his face showing grave concern. "You're adorable and gorgeous, but I'm afraid of the consequences. For you. Think of the Light, my Lady Yvette!"<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>


As Ashok hesitantly declined her invitation, Yvette felt a sudden surge of determination wash over her delicate form. Her violet eyes sparkled with an unwavering resolve as she took his calloused hand in her own slender one and gently pulled him towards the door. "Ashok," she began softly, her voice filled with both warmth and conviction, "I have thought of nothing else but you since I first laid eyes on you. My heart sings for you, even as my mind worries about what the Light might think."

Yvette's gaze flickered to the golden pendant around her neck, its light reflecting off her soft cheeks and shining in Ashok's eyes like a beacon of hope. "But I cannot ignore this feeling that burns within me," she continued, her voice trembling slightly with emotion, "not any longer. The Light chose me to bring love into the world, not to deny it."

With each step they took towards her chambers, Yvette felt a growing sense of anticipation and nervousness swirling inside her. She knew that she was risking everything by defying the will of the Light, but she could no longer ignore what her heart yearned for. As they finally reached the door to her chamber, Yvette turned to Ashok with a determined smile on her lips, "I know you're worried about me losing my blessing," she whispered softly, "but I believe that true love is worth any sacrifice."

With those words spoken, Yvette pushed the door open and stepped into the warmth of her chamber, beckoning Ashok to follow. As they entered, a soft glow emanated from the golden chandelier above them, casting shadows across their faces that only served to heighten the intensity of the moment.<|eot_id|>
Yvette pouted and whined at him like a spoiled child. "Ashok! You don't love meeee!" She tugged on his sleeve, her face scrunching up in frustration. "I'm sooo sad!" she wailed dramatically.

Ashok sighed and shook his head. He knew he shouldn't have come into this girl's chambers to begin with. But damn it all if he could resist her sweet, innocent face. And those big eyes... they were like pools of molten lava drawing him in.

He finally relented and gave in. "Fine," he grumbled, following her into the dimly lit chamber. He couldn't help but feel a little dirty doing this, betraying his oath to serve the Empire... all for some naive girl who probably didn't even know what she was asking for.

Yvette cheered up instantly and skipped over to her coffee table, pouring them both cups of steaming java before bouncing back over to him with a wide grin on her face. "I knew you loved me!" she crowed triumphantly, planting a sloppy kiss on his lips.

Ashok groaned inwardly as he sipped his coffee, trying not to think about how much of this girl's saliva was now coating his lips and tongue. This was going to be one long night...<|eot_id|>