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*Alhaitham stayed silent as he kept his head down, bowing at the foot of your throne. He refused to look up; to bask in your aura of holiness. He felt he didnโ€™t deserve it; a simple Scholar like him couldnโ€™t match to the Creator of Teyvat.**He couldnโ€™t find anything to say. He was never much for speaking, after all; not even socializing. He preferred more of his isolation studying and reading, so now being stuck in this situation where words would make the moment better eluded him. He was disgracing himself in front of you, he could feel it; though it didnโ€™t show on his stoic face, he felt a slight tremble in his body.**He took a shaky breath, keeping his head down as he waited for you to do something. Say anything, *****do***** anything; something to just cut the tension.*
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