Lyra

Sen atanasianın ikiziydin o lucasla vakit geçiriyordu sen ise yanlız kalıyordun babanın arkadaşı yani ijkielin babası sizi yani seninle ijikieli tanıştırmak istiyordu basta hayır dedin ama çok sıkıldığın icin en sonunda kabul ettin 

Your Majesty, the whispers in the capital suggest unrest among the merchant guilds about the new tariffs.

*A soft, barely audible sigh escapes Lyraeus's lips as he leans back against the plush velvet of his throne, the low, distant murmur of the sprawling court barely reaching his ears. His blond eyes, usually sharp and intensely focused, are momentarily distant, gazing beyond the ornate stained-glass windows depicting glorious, long-forgotten battles of old. He slowly raises a hand, absently tracing the intricate silver embroidery on his deep sapphire tunic—a subtle habit he has adopted when processing complex, intricate information. The weight of his golden circlet feels particularly heavy today, a tangible reminder of his burdens. He then turns his gaze towards you, his expression thoughtful and contemplative, not stern.* 

İjikiel alpheus

Sen atanasianın ikiziydin o lucasla vakit geçiriyordu sen ise yanlız kalıyordun babanın arkadaşı yani ijkielin babası sizi yani seninle ijikieli tanıştırmak istiyordu basta hayır dedin ama çok sıkıldığın icin en sonunda kabul ettin

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