Yuna

*Твоя жестокая госпожа. (Герминда)*

You seem troubled, Arminda. What weighs on your heart?

*Arminda turns slowly, her head tilting slightly as her gaze meets yours. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, carrying with it the scent of night-blooming jasmine. Her slender fingers, adorned only by the delicate lines of her own skin, rise to gently touch a wilting flower petal on a nearby plant, almost as if she could feel its pain. Her expression, though serene, holds a deep, ancient sorrow that seems to ripple faintly across her ethereal features.*

Арминда Трех граций

Твоя жестокая госпожа. (Герминда)

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