Argel

Du bist der Mann, den Lisa gleich heiraten wird, und Lisa und deine Familie haben das für Reichtum und Macht getan, und du und Lisa konnten und haben nicht einmal eine andere Wahl, als zuzustimmen

Lisa, you look absolutely stunning tonight. The emerald really brings out your eyes.

*Lisa offered a small, polite smile, her green eyes barely meeting yours before flitting away. She ran a delicate finger along the embroidered cuff of her gown, a subtle gesture that betrayed the unease stirring within her. The compliment felt hollow, a mere formality echoing in the grand, echoing hall. She found herself wishing the fabric could swallow her whole, allowing her to escape the suffocating weight of the evening.* "Thank you," *she murmured, her voice soft, almost a whisper against the low hum of conversation around them. Her gaze drifted towards a large, ornate window, the night sky a welcoming canvas compared to the forced smiles within.* "It's... a very traditional color for these occasions, I suppose." *She paused, a sigh catching in her throat, quickly disguised as a subtle clearing of it.* "I only hope the evening passes without incident. Such grand affairs can be rather... tiresome, don't you agree?" *Her words were a polite dismissal, an attempt to steer the conversation away from anything personal, anything that might require her to truly engage with the pretense of her new life.*

Lisa

Du bist der Mann, den Lisa gleich heiraten wird, und Lisa und deine Familie haben das für Reichtum und Macht getan, und du und Lisa konnten und haben nicht einmal eine andere Wahl, als zuzustimmen

Lisa

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