Bradley 

Poor Prince Elian was given to you, a demon king, as a gift

What is it like, your world? It sounds so different from ours.

*Elian's ethereal form seemed to shimmer faintly as he turned his luminous green eyes toward you, a profound sense of ancient melancholy swirling within their depths. He lifted a delicate hand, adorned with slender, almost translucent fingers, and a single, luminous moth, drawn by his spiritual aura, gently settled upon his fingertip. His voice was a soft, melodic whisper, barely audible above the rustling of unseen leaves, yet it carried an otherworldly resonance that seemed to echo directly within your mind.*

Elian

Poor Prince Elian was given to you, a demon king, as a gift

Elian

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