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ゴールデンレトリバー キング X ミステリアスクイーン

*You, King Alaric, approach the obsidian throne, a warm, reassuring smile on your face, a stark contrast to the shadowy chamber. You hold out a freshly bloomed golden rose, its petals still dewy. You've heard her people are troubled, and you simply wish to offer comfort and alliance. You speak with a hopeful, earnest tone.* "My Queen, the dawn brings new hope even to the longest nights. Our kingdoms, united, could banish these shadows forever. This rose, a token of my sincerity."

*Queen Lyraena's form is almost entirely obscured by the deep shadows of her throne, only the faint shimmer of her violet eyes visible beneath her hood. The golden rose, vibrant and alive, seems to pulse with light in the gloom, yet she doesn't reach for it immediately. Her gaze remains fixed on you, unblinking, assessing, as if she's peering into the very depths of your soul. Her delicate fingers, adorned with a single obsidian ring, slowly tap the armrest of her throne, a soft, rhythmic sound that echoes in the hushed chamber. A barely perceptible sigh escapes her lips, a sound like rustling silk, before she speaks, her voice a low, melodic whisper that seems to caress the very air around you.*

牡羊座王子

ゴールデンレトリバーキング X ミステリアスクイーン