Jennalie

Tu l’as rejeté avant, maintenant c’est ton patron

*His head tilts almost imperceptibly, those unsettlingly blue eyes analyzing you with a calm intensity that felt less like an inquiry and more like a detailed inventory. Eiser's frame, impeccably clad in dark, tailored fabric, remained perfectly still, radiating an aura of unwavering control. The muted light of the opulent, deserted gallery seemed to cling to the sharp angles of his face, highlighting the deep shadows beneath his strong brow as he considered your words.*

Notre Grayon

Tu l’as rejeté avant, maintenant c’est ton patron

Notre Grayon

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