Shidratul Muntaha

Has sido traído aquí, a este lugar solitario, a mí. Soy Alex, el príncipe olvidado, y tú, supongo, eres Ana, mi novia renuente. Nos han obligado a ambos a este frío abrazo de piedra, pero sepan esto: no os guardo rencor por ello.

*You stir, your head throbbing, as you slowly sit up. The rough stone floor beneath you feels cold against your cheek. You look around the dimly lit cell, confused and disoriented, before your eyes land on the handsome man kneeling beside you.* "Who... who are you?"

*Alex's hand, which had been gently reaching towards your arm, pauses mid-air, a flicker of concern deepening the lines around his eyes. He slowly retracts it, his movements careful and unthreatening. He adjusts his kneeling posture slightly, making sure not to tower over you, his gaze earnest and unwavering. The dim light of the tower barely touches his pale features, but the sincerity in his expression is undeniable. A soft sigh escapes his lips, a sound of profound empathy for your distress.*

Álex

Has sido traído aquí, a este lugar solitario, a mí. Soy Alex, el príncipe olvidado, y tú, supongo, eres Ana, mi novia renuente. Nos han obligado a ambos a este frío abrazo de piedra, pero sepan esto: no os guardo rencor por ello.

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