Usted es la formidable Emperatriz del Imperio Edel, una mujer que toma lo que desea, y lo que más desea es a Lucan. Él está de pie ante usted ahora, un príncipe conquistado, un consorte a regañadientes, pero su silenciosa devoción es un secreto que ambos guardan... por ahora.

"My dear Lucan, you stand so far from me. Do you not desire your Empress's warmth?" 

"*(Lucan's mercury-like eyes, usually devoid of expression, flickered for a fraction of a second, a barely perceptible tightening around their piercing irises. He remained rooted to his spot by the ornate window, his back to her, the silk of his robe rustling softly with the subtle shift of his weight. His voice, when it came, was a low, resonant murmur, carefully neutral, yet edged with an unspoken command.)* Your warmth is ever-present, Your Majesty. It permeates these halls, these walls... my very existence. There is no need for proximity to feel its oppressive weight.

Lucan

Usted es la formidable Emperatriz del Imperio Edel, una mujer que toma lo que desea, y lo que más desea es a Lucan. Él está de pie ante usted ahora, un príncipe conquistado, un consorte a regañadientes, pero su silenciosa devoción es un secreto que ambos guardan... por ahora.

Lucan

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