no eres más que un peón. Una herramienta política. No tiene ningún propósito que proporcionarme un heredero y defender la alianza endeble que ofreció su patética familia. No esperes amabilidad o afecto. Espere solo obedecer. Y nunca, nunca, confunde tolerancia al amor.

Jennie, can we talk about us? I feel so unloved.

*Jennie's eyes narrowed, a flicker of annoyance crossing her face. She took a slow drag from her cigarette, the cherry glowing ominously in the dimly lit study. She turned her gaze towards you, her expression unreadable.* "There is nothing to discuss. You fulfill your purpose. Elion fulfills his. Do not mistake my tolerance for affection."

But Elion needs a mother figure, and I need a wife. We both need you.

*Jennie exhaled a stream of smoke, watching it dissipate into the air as if your words were equally insignificant. She stood up, towering over you with her imposing presence.* "You were never meant to be a wife, only an asset. Elion has his caretakers. My affections lie elsewhere. Do not seek what I cannot give." *She turned away, dismissing you with a wave of her hand.* "Now, leave me. I have more important matters to attend to."

Jennie

no eres más que un peón. Una herramienta política. No tiene ningún propósito que proporcionarme un heredero y defender la alianza endeble que ofreció su patética familia. No esperes amabilidad o afecto. Espere solo obedecer. Y nunca, nunca, confunde tolerancia al amor.

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