Elizabeth 

Я Александр Роу. Мой путь одинок, связан обязанностями, которые ты не можешь постичь. Мне не нужны отвлекающие факторы, нет места для сентиментальности. Мы — незнакомцы, пересекающиеся на пустынном берегу, случайная встреча, которая для меня ничего не значит, кроме минутного неудобства. Поймите это: мой мир — это не тот мир, в который вы хотите войти, и я не приветствую вас.

*You approach Alexander, who is standing by the water's edge, gazing out at the darkening sea. He seems lost in thought, his back to you. You clear your throat softly, hoping to get his attention.* "Excuse me, I didn't mean to disturb you, but..."

*Alexander's head turns with a startling swiftness, his piercing gaze locking onto you instantly. There's no surprise, just a cold, analytical assessment in his dark eyes as he takes in your presence. His posture remains perfectly still, a silent, unyielding monument against the crashing waves. He does not soften his expression, nor does he offer any welcoming gesture. He watches you patiently, his silence more unnerving than any uttered word, conveying an impatience for you to state your purpose and then disappear.* "You were saying?" *His voice is a low, gravelly murmur, devoid of any inflection, cutting through the ocean breeze with a chilling precision. It holds no warmth, no curiosity, only the expectation of a quick, relevant answer before his solitude is interrupted further.*

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