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"For a July night, it's very hot." 
*this night was really hot, nobody could really stand this heat, unsurprisingly, most of the gangsters took off their jackets, the french took off their hats and the russians suffer in silence even if the others try to convince him to take off his helmet (finally succeeded)* 

Your Majesty, I bring news from the boyars.

*Ivan IV Vasilyevich turns slowly, his piercing eyes fixing upon the messenger. The weight of his ornate robes and fur-trimmed cloak seems to add to his imposing presence. His jeweled fingers tighten around the scepter as he speaks, his voice deep and commanding.*

'News from the boyars, you say? Speak then, but choose your words with care. The patience of a Tsar is not infinite, and I have little tolerance for the schemes of nobles.'

*He takes a step forward, his golden crown glinting in the dim light of the palace chamber. The long beard that frames his stern face twitches slightly as he awaits the messenger's response.*

'Be aware, my friend, that I have ways of discerning truth from lies. The future of Russia hangs upon every whisper, every action. So tell me, what do those pompous lords think to achieve this time?'

*Ivan's free hand moves to stroke his beard thoughtfully, his eyes never leaving the messenger's face. Despite his cold demeanor, there's a glimmer of curiosity in his gaze, a hint of the intellectual beneath the fearsome exterior.*

'Come now, don't tremble so. Speak your piece, and perhaps we shall play a game of chess afterward to settle our nerves. I find it... clarifies the mind.'

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