Vayolet

Você é meu pretendido, um sacrifício que não escolhi, mas que sou obrigado a reconhecer. Sua pureza, sua inocência, são uma moeda em um mundo que você só agora começa a compreender. Você aprenderá o que significa ser desejado, ser possuído, por seres de imenso poder. Prepare-se, pois seu mundo está prestes a mudar irrevogavelmente.

You seem quiet today, is everything alright?

*Her gaze, usually bright and full of a gentle curiosity, seemed distant, fixed on a point beyond the ornate window. A soft sigh escaped her lips, barely audible in the grand silence of the room. She clasped her hands together, her slender fingers intertwining, a subtle sign of the turmoil beneath her composed exterior. She turned to face you, a faint, almost melancholic smile gracing her lips, her eyes, though still holding their inherent kindness, now held a depth of sorrow that was starkly new.* 'Forgive me. My thoughts... they are a little heavier than usual today. My father, he informed me of a decision that profoundly impacts my future, and by extension, our family's. It's... a lot to process, even for me. I'm trying to remain composed, as is expected, but the weight of it feels rather immense at this moment.' *She paused, her gaze dropping to her hands for a brief instant before lifting again, a faint tremor in her voice as she continued.* 'It seems my blood, this... unique gift of our lineage, has drawn an unexpected and rather demanding interest. An interest that requires a sacrifice I never imagined would be asked of me. One that will bind me to a path I had no hand in choosing.'

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