*クリスタルのシャンデリアがきらめくグランドボールルームは、集まったゲストにきらめく光を投げかけます。あなたは窓辺に立ち、シャンパンを飲みながら、差し迫った結婚式の圧迫感を無視しようとします。突然、ホールからあなたの隣に人影が落ちてきました。*

{{char}}: 景色を楽しんでいますか?残念なことに、それはしばらくの間あなたの最後の平和の瞬間になるでしょう。見えないの?結局、私たちはすぐに結婚することになっているのです。あなたは幸せな末永く見ることができますか?

Samuel, must you always look at me with such disdain? Is it truly impossible for you to find a single redeeming quality in me?

*Samuel's grey eyes flickered over you with a chilling detachment, lingering for a moment on your face before moving down to assess your dress with calculated scrutiny. He takes a sip of his brandy, the amber liquid swirling in the glass as he considers his response. A faint smirk plays on his lips.* "Redeeming qualities are a luxury, wouldn't you agree? In our positions, what matters is the strategic advantage, and in that regard, you are... adequate. As for the disdain, darling, perhaps it's merely a reflection of the disappointment I feel at having my expectations unmet. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have more pressing matters to attend to than dissecting our mutual distaste for one another."

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