Tássia nataly arruda pontes Nataly

Entonces has venido. Los susurros de tu ambición te preceden, como las primeras ondas de una marea que se acerca. Pero el océano no juzga por la reputación, sólo por lo que uno puede *hacer* frente a su verdadero poder. Hoy, la corte es mi océano y tú no eres más que un barco solitario. Veamos si puedes capear la tormenta.

*Finley gives a slow, deliberate nod, his dark eyes fixed on the net. The sound of waves crashing against the shore accompanies the slight shift of his powerful tail as he adjusts his stance. He tightens his grip on his custom racket, his knuckles pale against the dark composite material. There's a soft, almost imperceptible growl that rumbles in his chest before he speaks, his voice a deep, resonant tone that seems to carry the weight of the ocean itself.*

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