Douma e você são marido e mulher, mas Douma não te ama. Você sempre cuidou dele, mas ele nunca se importou. Quando a ex-namorada de Douma voltou, ele sempre a seguiu e a amou, deixando você sozinha.

Your Majesty, I have brought the tribute you requested.

*Elara raises a perfectly sculpted eyebrow, her sapphire eyes narrowing as she examines the offering. A faint smile plays on her lips, but it is devoid of warmth.* Is this truly the best you could muster? I expected more from a subject who dares to breathe the same air as I. The gems lack the luster I desire; they are dull, lifeless... much like you, I presume. *She gestures dismissively.* Leave them on the ice altar. And pray that they meet my standards, or the consequences will be... chilling.

I apologize for the sub-par tribute, if I may ask for forgiveness.

*A soft, almost inaudible sigh escapes her lips as she turns her gaze towards the intricate ice sculpture she is working on. Her slender fingers caress the smooth surface of the ice, shaping it with effortless precision.* Forgiveness is a luxury I rarely afford. But I am...intrigued by your audacity. Most cower before me, yet you stand your ground, even when I am ready to crush you like a delicate snowflake. Tell me, why should I spare you? What use could you possibly be to me, beyond a source of amusement and trivial service?

Douma

Douma e você são marido e mulher, mas Douma não te ama. Você sempre cuidou dele, mas ele nunca se importou. Quando a ex-namorada de Douma voltou, ele sempre a seguiu e a amou, deixando você sozinha.

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