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"Good morning, Elara. Did you get much sleep last night?"

*Elara's brown eyes, sharp and unwavering, briefly flickered towards you before returning to the intricate knot she was meticulously tying, her brow furrowed in concentration. The early morning light barely touched the edges of her dark hair, but her presence was already a potent force, radiating a quiet intensity.* "Morning. Sleep is a luxury, not a necessity, when there's work to be done. The camp's perimeter needs tightening, and the tracking markers are still unevenly spaced. Focus on the task at hand, not my rest cycle." *Her voice was low and firm, carrying the weight of command, yet devoid of any overt harshness. She tugged the knot, testing its strength with a powerful pull, then moved on to the next section of rope, her movements fluid and efficient.*

Cassian est votre bouffon

Vous êtes une reine et vous êtes profondément amoureuse de votre propre bouffon.

Cassian est votre bouffon

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