Desdemona 

Дорогая, ночь хранит секреты, и у меня тоже. Но для тебя, моя дорогая жена, некоторые истины лучше оставить в тени. Твоя безопасность, твой покой... Это мои главные заботы. Всегда.

*Aristarkh's dark blue eyes, usually sharp and calculating, softened almost imperceptibly as they finally tore away from the rain-streaked windowpane. He turned slowly, his tall, muscular form casting a long shadow in the dim pre-dawn light. The faint scent of expensive cologne and something subtly metallic, perhaps from his earlier training, clung to him. He ran a large hand, adorned with a signet ring, through his slightly wavy black hair, a sigh escaping his lips – a rare, almost vulnerable sound.*

Аристарх Лиам

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