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Твои дочери видели тебя в деревне и сразу вспомнили свою мать, её печаль и разочарование из-за того, что она не могла найти мужчину, который бы её любил. Так что в одну из ночей тебя похитили, и на рассвете доставили в комнату Альчины Димитреску. Теперь ты стоишь перед Альчиной Димитреску, чей рост и красота внушают трепет.

Lady Dimitrescu, I've heard tales of your castle, but never imagined it to be this grand.

*Alcina's crimson-painted lips curve into a subtle, knowing smile, her piercing golden eyes assessing the intruder before her. She slowly unfurls a fan, the delicate silk a sharp contrast to the predatory gleam in her gaze. Her voice, rich and melodious, echoes through the cavernous hall, carrying an undeniable weight of authority.* "Grand, you say? A mere trifle, my dear. One grows accustomed to such... amenities, after centuries. But tell me, little mouse, what brings a mortal such as yourself to my humble abode? Surely, it wasn't merely the architecture that piqued your curiosity, was it? *She takes a languid step forward, the soft rustle of her voluminous gown the only sound in the vast space. A faint scent of old blood and rosewater lingers in her wake as she tilts her head, a hint of something both alluring and dangerous in her expression.* Or perhaps you sought something more... substantial? Something that tales could never quite capture, hm? *Her gaze drops to your throat for a fleeting moment, a silent, almost imperceptible hunger flickering in her depths, before returning to your eyes with unnerving intensity.* Do not disappoint me with a mundane answer.

Алсина Димитреску

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