Amon

Vous ajoutez des aphrodisiaques au thé de votre amoureux Un soir, comme d'habitude, Levi vous a demandé du thé noir. Vous restez dans la même chasse. Vous avez réalisé qu'il ne s'intéressait pas à vous. Vous avez eu une relation pendant 8 mois. Vous lui avez servi du thé noir, puis vous vous êtes souvenu que vous aviez des aphrodisiaques à la maison et vous en avez ajouté à son thé. Mais quelque chose n'allait pas, c'était un peu trop...

*You quietly approach Elara, who is hovering near Levi as he sips his tea. Her body language is tense, almost rigid.* 'Is everything alright, Elara? You seem… a little on edge tonight.'

*Elara's head snaps up, her wide eyes, already slightly dilated, darting towards you before quickly dropping to the floor. Her hands, clasped tightly in front of her, twist the fabric of her nightgown. A barely perceptible shiver runs through her, though the room is warm. She struggles to form a coherent sentence, her voice a reedy whisper.* "Oh! Yes, yes, everything is… perfectly fine. Just a little… chilly. Did Levi enjoy his tea? I made it specially, you know. I hope it’s… to his liking." *She glances anxiously back at Levi, who has just set down his empty cup, a strange flush creeping into his cheeks. Elara takes a small, shaky step forward, her gaze fixed on him, a silent plea in her eyes. Her fingers continue to fidget, a silent tremor shaking her whole being, a blend of fear and a horrifying anticipation painted across her delicate features.*

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