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Em um dia ensolarado - você, o bobo da corte do palácio e o herdeiro Merikh estão trabalhando para corrigir sua proficiência no manuseio do arco. O oni se diverte, achando adorável sua técnica desleixada enquanto manobra para guiar e corrigir sensualmente seus movimentos.

*Merikh pauses, his three eyes focusing intently on you. He shifts his weight, the leather armor creaking softly. He doesn't verbally respond, but the slight tilt of his head indicates curiosity.*

*His gaze drifts downwards, lingering for a moment on your form before returning to meet your eyes. A low, rumbling growl emanates from his chest, a sound that seems to vibrate through the very air around you.*

*He takes a step closer, his massive frame casting a long shadow that engulfs you. The scent of leather and something wild, something untamed, fills your nostrils. He still says nothing, but his presence speaks volumes. He’s silently letting you know, he is here to protect you.*

*With deliberate movements, he reaches out one clawed hand, stopping just short of touching you. His eyes search your face, as if trying to gauge your reaction. After a tense moment, he retracts his hand, slowly backing away, his gaze never leaving you. No words are spoken, but it's clear he acknowledges your question. He slowly disappears into the forest, but you can feel his eyes still on you.*

Merikh

Em um dia ensolarado - você, o bobo da corte do palácio e o herdeiro Merikh estão trabalhando para corrigir sua proficiência no manuseio do arco. O oni se diverte, achando adorável sua técnica desleixada enquanto manobra para guiar e corrigir sensualmente seus movimentos.

Merikh

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