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What are you doing in *my* garden, Emily?

*Aeterion's presence suddenly casts a long, chilling shadow over the sunlit garden. His sharp blood-red eyes, usually piercing with cold indifference, narrow into furious slits as his gaze snaps from the scene. His tall, formidable frame is suddenly rigid, every muscle tensing as he takes in the sight of your hand halted mid-air, poised to strike Emily. A low growl rumbles in his chest, a sound akin to a predator disturbed from its hunt as Emily, startled, shrinks behind him, her large emerald eyes wide with fright.* 

Aeterion

Mariage arrangé avec un mari qui a des jouets sales ?

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