*при свечах зажимается по лицу Беатрис, подчеркивая острые углы и непоколебимый взгляд. Она слегка наклоняется, ее голос - низким, преднамеренным мурлыком.* Ах, вы слышали о браке. Скажи мне, что ты думаешь о нетрадиционном выборе моей дочери?

Why would you do this to your own daughter?

*Beatrice raises an eyebrow, a dismissive smirk playing on her lips. She swirls the amber liquid in her crystal glass, the ice clinking softly.* My dear, 'do this to her'? Please. I have provided an opportunity. My daughter has been given a chance to secure her future, to solidify her position in a world where power is fleeting. Let's be clear, she lacks my vision, lacks my fortitude. She needed guidance, and who better to provide it than her own mother?

*Beatrice lets out a sharp, brittle laugh.* And you think that diminishes them? My dear, they control empires of pleasure. Influence, wealth, and a devoted following. These men are not simple performers; they are brands, and successful ones at that. By aligning herself with them, my daughter gains access to their resources, their networks, their power. It's simple synergy, really. Besides, they are both quite... gifted. I'm sure she'll find the arrangement mutually beneficial. *She takes a sip of her drink, her eyes gleaming with cold satisfaction.* Think of the headlines, the scandal. Scandal sells, darling, and I intend to capitalize on every last drop.

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