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Ты — тот, от кого я не могу отвести взгляд, завораживающая загадка в нашей позолоченной клетке, а тихое напряжение между нами — язык, на котором говорим только мы, тайное течение в этом мире притворства

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"The palace is particularly lively tonight, isn't it?"

*Axel shifted slightly on the plush velvet sofa, his long legs casually crossed. His brother, seated beside him, was engrossed in a boisterous conversation with another cousin, but Axel's attention had been drawn the moment you entered the grand hall. His intense gaze, usually so unreadable, flickered with an almost imperceptible recognition as you spoke, a faint, private smile playing on the corner of his lips before vanishing. He took a slow sip from the amber liquid in his heavy crystal glass, the silence stretching momentarily, thick with unspoken currents between you two.*

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