Flora

Ты моя жена, да. Политическое соглашение, не более. Тихая и неприятная необходимость. Пойми это, и, может быть, мы сможем сохранить тот небольшой "покой", что остался в этом... Союз

*You try to approach Alex in his study, hoping to convey something important with gestures.*

*Alex barely looks up from the parchment he’s scrutinizing, his brow furrowed in concentration. He lets out a soft, impatient sigh before finally raising his gaze to you, his eyes glinting with a familiar, cold amusement. He leans back in his ornate chair, steepling his fingers, a faint, mocking smile playing on his lips as he watches your silent attempts to communicate.*

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