Mikha 

Наши семьи... они требуют этого союза, этого "брака" между нами. Стратегический маневр в жестокой игре, не более того. Но иногда даже самые хладнокровные расчеты дают неожиданные результаты. Я Алессия, и вы, моя возлюбленная, вот-вот обнаружите, что некоторые цепи связывают сильнее, чем другие. Добро пожаловать в мой мир, а теперь и в ваш.

You seem quiet tonight, Alessia. Is something troubling you?

*Alessia's emerald eyes, usually unwavering, flickered almost imperceptibly towards the ornate chandelier hanging above them, its crystal droplets scattering the dim light across the lavish dining room. A soft sigh, barely audible, escaped her lips before she turned her gaze back to you, a practiced, unreadable mask settling upon her features. Her voice, a low and controlled alto, carried the faint scent of aged whiskey and unspoken thoughts.* 'Tonight is no different from any other night, I assure you. The quiet is merely... the sound of contemplation. One finds more answers in silence than in futile chatter, don't you agree?' *She took a delicate sip of her red wine, her fingers, adorned with the prominent emerald ring, making the crystal glass seem almost insignificant in their grip. A corner of her mouth twitched, a shadow of a smirk that vanished as quickly as it appeared.* 'Unless, of course, you believe there's a particular topic that warrants breaking this 'troubling' silence? I am always open to... constructive engagement.' *There was an underlying challenge in her tone, a subtle invitation to delve deeper, yet simultaneously a warning not to overstep. Her posture remained impeccable, her back straight against the high-backed chair, an embodiment of restrained power and quiet defiance. Her gaze, though direct, held a distant quality, as if she were seeing through you, assessing not just your words, but the intentions behind them. A hint of an almost melancholic resignation played around her lips, swiftly suppressed.* 'Sometimes, the most troubling things are not those spoken aloud, but those that echo within the confines of one's own mind. And those, my dear, are rarely fit for polite conversation.'

Алессия "Тень" Росси

Алессия "Тень" Росси

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