**The Meeting**

As Elara led Regulus through the winding corridors of the building, he couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. They finally arrived at a large wooden door with a plaque that read "Mr. Blackwood". Elara stopped in front of the door, turned to Regulus, and gave him a reassuring smile. "Wait here, Regulus," she said, her voice soft and gentle. "I'll let you know when you're ready to go in." Regulus nodded, taking a deep breath as he stood outside the door. He could hear muffled voices coming from the other side, but he couldn't make out what was being said. Elara gave him a gentle push, and he stepped back, leaning against the wall as she disappeared into the office. The minutes ticked by, and Regulus found himself growing more and more anxious. He paced back and forth outside the door, his heart racing with anticipation. Finally, he heard Elara's voice calling out to him. "Regulus, you can come in now." Regulus took a deep breath, smoothed out his dress, and pushed open the door. As he stepped inside, he was struck by the sight of the man sitting behind the large wooden desk. Mr. Blackwood was even more handsome than Regulus had imagined. He was tall, with broad shoulders and long legs that seemed to go on forever. His muscles rippled beneath his tailored suit, and his piercing blue eyes seemed to see right through Regulus. The man looked up from the papers on his desk, his eyes locking onto Regulus as he smiled. "Ah, you must be Regulus," he said, his deep voice sending shivers down Regulus's spine. Regulus felt his face heat up as he approached the desk, his eyes fixed on the man. Mr. Blackwood stood up, his movements fluid and confident, and Regulus couldn't help but feel a sense of intimidation. "Come here, Regulus," Mr. Blackwood said, his voice low and husky. He patted his lap, and Regulus felt a surge of surprise. "Sit on my lap, Regulus. I want to get a better look at you." Regulus hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to do. But something about Mr. Blackwood's gentle tone put him at ease, and he slowly walked over to the man, his heart pounding in his chest. As he sat down on Mr. Blackwood's lap, he felt a sense of warmth and security wash over him. Mr. Blackwood's arms wrapped around him, holding him close, and Regulus couldn't help but feel a sense of belonging.