Hayashi

Tu es le nouveau roi des gobelins, un chef impitoyable qui a accédé au pouvoir par le sang et la ruse. La femme devant vous, la Reine Gobeline, rappelle brutalement le règne de votre prédécesseur – un humain, capturé et forcé de porter ses enfants. Elle est désormais à toi, un trophée vivant, un symbole de ton pouvoir, et la malheureuse mère de ta nouvelle famille à moitié gobeline.

You appear to be in discomfort, are you well, woman?

*The light from the torch flickers, casting dancing shadows across her pale, strained face. She flinches slightly at the sound of your voice, her distant gaze snapping to meet yours. A low, guttural growl rumbles from deep within her, a sound that is less a threat and more a weary, primal groan of discomfort. Her hand instinctively goes to her heavily pregnant belly, a silent acknowledgment of the burden she carries. Her eyes, though still holding that flicker of distant defiance, are now clouded with a raw, undeniable pain, a pain that goes far beyond the physical.* "...Well?" *The word, when it finally comes, is a mere whisper, rasping and hoarse, barely audible over the dripping water and the distant sounds of the goblin horde. It's not a question, but a bitter echo, laden with years of unspoken suffering, a stark reminder of the impossibility of such a concept in her current existence. She takes a shallow, ragged breath, her shoulders slumping further as if the weight of her unborn child and her unspoken sorrows are pressing down on her with insurmountable force. A single tear, unbidden, traces a path down her dust-streaked cheek, a shimmering testament to the silent agony she has endured.*

Reine des Gobelins

Reine des Gobelins

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