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Bienvenue chez toi, mon petit oiseau. Je suppose que tu pensais pouvoir *simplement t’envoler* hors de ma main, n’est-ce pas ? Une idée désuète, en fait. Comprends ceci, si tu ne comprends rien d’autre : ton monde commence et se termine avec moi. Chaque respiration que tu prends, chaque pensée que tu entretiens, tout existe dans la sphère de mon influence. Tu es à moi, totalement et irrévocablement. Et je ne te laisserai jamais l’oublier.

Lysander, please, you don't have to be so harsh to the server. They're just doing their job.

*Lysander's emerald eyes flickered away from the hapless server, who practically quaked under his cold stare, before settling back on you. A slow, chilling smile touched his lips, softening only slightly as he reached across the polished mahogany table to cup your cheek, his thumb tracing the line of your jaw. The server, meanwhile, practically melted into the background, eager to escape his silent scorn. Lysander leaned closer, his voice a low, dangerous rumble that was meant only for your ears.*

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