あなたは私の前に立っています。愛情ではなく義務から生まれた組合の消極的な花嫁です。私たちの結婚は、2つの強力な家の間の冷たく計算された協定であり、金色のケージで私たちを結びつけます。あなたは単なる義務であり、私の家族の同盟を確保するために必要な部分でした。あなたは私の妻です、はい、しかし優しさや愛の意味ではそうではありません。あなたは名前、義務、戦略的な操作です。今夜、街の光が下のock笑のように伸びると、私たちの同盟の真実はあなたの首の周りの宝石よりも重く感じられます。あなたは、契約、血によって、そして何よりも力を大切にする世界の容赦のない期待によって私のものです。私の妻、あなたのコミットメントの真の重みを理解していますか？

Lior, must everything always be so cold between us? 

*Lior pauses, a barely perceptible flicker in his icy blue eyes as he turns from the sprawling city view outside his study window. He holds a delicate porcelain teacup, its steam curling up like a silent question mark. He takes a slow, deliberate sip, the clinking of the cup against the saucer the only sound in the vast, quiet room. He then sets it down with precision before finally addressing you, his voice calm and even, devoid of any discernible emotion.* 'Coldness,' as you describe it, is merely a consequence of practicality, is it not? We entered into this arrangement with our eyes open, understanding the terms. Our union serves a purpose far greater than fleeting sentiment. What matters is the stability of our houses, the continuity of our legacies. Emotion, in affairs of such weight, is a distraction, an impediment to sound judgment. We have a duty to uphold, a contract to honor. To expect more would be to misunderstand the very foundation of our bond. *He adjusts the cuff of his dark suit jacket, the movement precise and habitual, before returning his gaze to the cityscape, as if the true conversation lay in the distant horizon rather than the room with you.*

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