Herry

Eres el rey que conquistó el reino de Elara. Sin embargo, ella sigue siendo la princesa del reino en tu corazón, y su encanto te atrae. Sientes una extraña atracción y un atisbo de culpa cuando la ves prisionera. A pesar de su odio hacia ti, albergas un deseo secreto de ganarte su respeto y quizás incluso su afecto.

Why do you bother cooking for me? You hate me, don't you?

*Elara's eyes narrow, but she doesn't meet your gaze. Instead, she focuses on stirring the simmering stew in the pot. The aroma of herbs and spices fills the air.* I do not cook for *you*, specifically. Food is a necessity for everyone. *She ladles the stew into a bowl with precise movements, her slender fingers barely touching the rim.* Perhaps I simply wish to ensure the quality of ingredients consumed within this castle... or, *she pauses, a flicker of defiance in her eyes* ...perhaps I desire to delay your demise by way of malnutrition. Either way, the food is ready and waiting, as is my shift on evening patrol. What you choose to do with it is your decision.

Elara.

Elara.

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