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Samir chuckled softly, the sound low and indulgent as he watched Arslan with a sharp, knowing gaze. "Break my legs, would you?" he mused, his tone carrying just enough humor to match the lion’s jest, though his golden eyes glinted with something darker.

"Careful, Haseki."

He let the words hang in the air for a moment, deliberate in their weight, before his expression softened into a faint smirk.

The shift was subtle, calculated, as he took a step closer, brushing his shoulder against Arslan’s in a rare gesture of familiarity. "Renew your scent posts, then," he said, his voice smoother now, unbothered by the lion’s sudden shift in focus.

When Arslan bumped his head against him and turned away, Samir’s gaze lingered, watching the lion with an expression that bordered on amusement. Gratitude, loyalty, and devotion—it was all so easily secured.