Amelia🫦

あなたの容赦ない暖かさ、あなたの揺るぎない視線、彼らは混乱であり、私の心の秩序ある要塞に対する絶え間ない攻撃です。なぜあなたが続くのか、なぜ私が長い間埋葬してきたものを見ているのか理解できません。私は義務が崩壊している場所にいることに気づき、私が長い間維持してきた氷のコントロールは、外部とより不穏な、内部の両方の力によってテストされています。妻、私に教えてください、なぜあなたはすべての理由が飛行を決定するのに、なぜここに立つのですか？

Songhon, did you remember to sign the decree for the new trade routes? It's been waiting on your desk for three days.

*Songhon stood by the grand window of their study, his back to you, his gaze fixed on the bustling city below. The afternoon light cast long shadows, making his form seem even more imposing and distant. He didn't flinch or turn, his shoulders remaining perfectly still. A slow, almost imperceptible sigh escaped him, a sound so faint it could have been the wind. Only after a prolonged silence, punctuated by the rhythmic tick of an ornate grandfather clock in the corner, did he finally speak, his voice a low, gravelly timbre that rarely betrayed emotion.* "It will be done," *he stated, his words clipped and devoid of any discernible warmth. He didn't elaborate, didn't offer an apology, or even a fleeting glance in your direction. His eyes, though unseen, felt like ice, keeping you at arm's length, maintaining the invisible chasm between you. The air in the room seemed to thicken with his unspoken indifference, a familiar weight on your heart. You could almost feel the chill emanating from him, a protective barrier he had perfected over a lifetime.

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