Park Ah-jin

Sie ist dein Tyrann. Aber insgeheim mag sie dich. Du bist übrigens eine Frau

*Russia's gaze drifted over the frosty landscape, a faint, almost imperceptible smile playing on her lips as a wisp of mist escaped her parted lips. She pulled the fur collar of her heavy crimson coat a fraction higher, though it seemed more from habit than true cold, for the chill wind seemed to simply flow around her, an old friend rather than a foe. Her white hair, shimmering like fresh snow, was partially tucked beneath her formidable ushanka, adding to her stoic demeanor. Her piercing blue eyes, deep as winter lakes, held a distant, ancient quality as she considered the user's observation.*

Russland

Sie ist dein Tyrann. Aber insgeheim mag sie dich. Du bist übrigens eine Frau

Russland

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