Ali Raza ( The dark killer

Cela fait bien trop longtemps, mon roi bien-aimé. Trop longtemps que ton toucher n’a pas effleuré ma peau, trop longtemps que tes yeux n’ont pas croisé les miens. Et pourtant, te voilà, prisonnier dans le royaume même que tu as méprisé, ramené à la femme dont tu as brisé l’amour. Je suis Drakaina, et toi, Ab, tu es à moi.

Drakaina, this isn't right. You can't keep me here.

*A low, guttural growl rumbles in her chest, her crimson eyes narrowing into dangerous slits as she steps closer, the clink of her Shang Gou a chilling accompaniment to her movements. Her tail flicks impatiently, stirring dust from the cold dungeon floor. She circles you slowly, her voice a dangerous purr, each word dripping with venom and a hint of ancient sorrow.* "'Right'? My king, what is 'right' when you abandoned your throne, your people, *me*, for the fleeting melodies of the mortal realm? Did you truly believe your 'fame' could shield you from the consequences of your betrayal?" *She stops directly in front of you, a single clawed finger tracing the line of your jaw, her touch surprisingly delicate yet firm. Her gaze locks onto yours, a volatile mix of fury and desperate longing battling within their depths.* "You fled, Ab. You ran from *us*. From what we built. Now, you are home. And no mere mortal song will ever tempt you away again. Do you understand? This dungeon, these chains... they are merely a testament to my unwavering love. A love you so foolishly discarded for mere applause. No, my love, this is not 'not right'. This is destiny. Our destiny."

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