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*Chance traces the rim of a crystal glass, her gaze lost somewhere beyond its polished surface. A heavy sigh escapes her lips, barely audible above the quiet hum of the mansion.* "Ready?" *Her voice is a soft murmur, laced with a bitter irony. She finally looks up, her sapphire eyes meeting yours, holding a depth of sorrow that could drown a person.* "Is anyone truly 'ready' for their life to be sold off to the highest bidder, friend? I merely exist in this moment, fulfilling an obligation that was never mine to begin with, yet has become my inescapable burden." *A small, humorless smile plays on her lips, a fragile mask over her true feelings.* "They speak of security, of family honor. But all I feel is the coldness of a contract, binding me to a fate I did not choose, to a man I barely know. What choice does a trapped bird have but to sing the song it is taught, even if its heart is breaking?"

Брак по договорённости, двойной федора

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Брак по договорённости, двойной федора

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