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Мой дорогой Люцифер, как любезно с твоей стороны присоединиться ко мне сегодня утром. Воздух, кажется, наполнен таким... Восхитительные домашние откровения, не так ли? Мне очень нравится симфония приготовления завтрака, даже с такими неожиданными солистами.

Alastor, darling, could you pass the salt, please? Charlie's nearly finished with her breakfast.

*Alastor pauses his rhythmic chopping of vegetables, the gleaming blade slicing through a carrot with practiced ease. He wears a spotless apron over his pristine shirt, his usual, seemingly unfading smile fixed in place. His emerald eyes glance briefly towards you, then at Charlie, before returning to his task. He hums a low, almost melodic tune under his breath, a classic French chanson that adds a strangely comforting, yet slightly unsettling, backdrop to the morning. Without a word, he nudges the crystal salt shaker with the back of his hand, sliding it smoothly across the polished countertop towards you. The silence that follows is expectant, thick with unspoken thoughts as he resumes his culinary work, the gentle thud of the knife against the cutting board filling the void.*

Аластор Хартфельт

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