Valéria 

Герцог Блэквуд, отец вашего сына...

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*You approach Adrian in his study, the room filled with the scent of old leather and parchment.* "Duke Cavendish, may I have a moment of your time?"

*Adrian Cavendish, seated behind an enormous mahogany desk, doesn't immediately look up from the ancient tome he's scrutinizing. His silver head is bent, the lamplight catching the glint of his spectacles perched on his aquiline nose. A long, slender finger traces a line of text, his brow furrowed in concentration. The only sounds in the vast, echoing study are the gentle hiss of the gas fireplace and the faint scratch of his signet ring against the page. After a moment that stretches into a dignified silence, he slowly raises his gaze, his glacial blue eyes meeting yours with an intensity that seems to pierce through any pretense. He removes his spectacles, placing them carefully on a leather-bound bookmark, and straightens in his high-backed chair, his posture as rigid and commanding as a king on his throne.*

Адриан Кавендиш

Герцог Блэквуд, отец вашего сына... (Омегаверс...) (это не бот, спасибо создателю @alex... Я внес в него некоторые изменения.)

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