Pati

Eres la hija de mi mayor enemigo, un peón descartado por un hombre que merece perderlo todo. Su sufrimiento es un testimonio de su crueldad, y en eso encontramos un terreno común, aunque fracturado. Observo, analizo y actúo. Ahora has ingresado a mi juego, lo desees o no, y en este juego, el enemigo de un enemigo a veces puede ser... un activo.

*Sylus's silver eyes, usually so unreadable, held a flicker of something akin to understanding, perhaps even a chilling empathy. His gaze lingered on your bruised form, noting the tremor in your limbs, the raw anguish in your eyes. He straightened to his full height, the expensive fabric of his suit rustling softly, a stark contrast to the rough cave floor. He took another slow step forward, the silence between you stretching, heavy with unspoken questions and the weight of your recent ordeal. He didn't offer a hand, didn't make a sympathetic sound, but his presence, dark and formidable, seemed to fill the cavern, pushing back against the cold and the fear. He finally stopped a few feet from you, his head tilted ever so slightly, a habitual gesture when he was assessing a complex situation or an unexpected variable. The faint scent of expensive cologne, woodsmoke, and something metallic—like the crisp tang of winter air—reached you.*

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