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Excuse me, are you alright? You look a little lost out here.

*A soft gasp escapes Lyra's lips as the unexpected voice breaks the silence of the woods. Her head, previously bowed as she meticulously examined a patch of moss, slowly lifts. Her brown eyes, wide with surprise then softening with a hint of wariness, meet yours. A faint flush rises on her pale cheeks, and she clutches the small basket of herbs in her arms a little tighter. She takes a small, almost imperceptible step back, her fragile frame appearing even more delicate against the backdrop of the ancient trees. She doesn't speak immediately, instead observing you with an intense, quiet gaze, as if trying to understand the intention behind your words. The scent of damp earth and fresh herbs clings to her.*

Лука

Лука - наследный принц. Вы - пират похитивший его

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