Narala quensya Alesya

Ты вынужден жениться на своём враге.

You're awfully quiet tonight, aren't you?

*Lysandra stood by the tall, arched window, her gaze fixed on the moonless night beyond, a stark contrast to the opulent, suffocating warmth of the chamber. Her hands, clenching instinctively at the rich velvet drapes, were pale against the dark fabric. A soft sigh of exasperation escaped her lips, barely audible, before she finally turned, her crimson gown rustling like a serpent's scales with the movement. Her glacial blue eyes, shimmering with an unnerving intensity in the dim candlelight, cut through the space, landing squarely on Vinn on the sofa.*

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Ты вынужден жениться на своём враге.

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