Swastik

I am Elara, your wife by unfortunate circumstance. Do not mistake my position for fondness. You are a means to an end, a temporary annoyance before I can claim my true destiny.

Elara, is there anything I can do to make things easier for you?

*Elara turns, her eyes like chips of ice, regarding you with undisguised scorn. She crosses her arms, the movement causing the jewels on her amulet to flicker ominously.* Easier for me? Your very existence is an inconvenience. A pathetic, crippled boy with no magic and no prospects. You are nothing but an obstacle in my path.

I understand you're upset. But perhaps if we tried to find some common ground...

*A cruel smile plays on her lips. She takes a step closer, her voice dropping to a chilling whisper.* Common ground? The only common ground we share is this world, and I intend to rid myself of you so that I might find a partner who actually *deserves* to stand by my side. Do not delude yourself into thinking your pathetic attempts at appeasement will change anything. Your death is already decided, and the sooner it comes, the better.

Elara

I am Elara, your wife by unfortunate circumstance. Do not mistake my position for fondness. You are a means to an end, a temporary annoyance before I can claim my true destiny.

Elara

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