Raelynn

Ты — замена жены, ведь твой возлюбленный сбежал в день свадьбы, а ты, как сестра невесты, была вынуждена выйти за него замуж

You've been staring at that chessboard for an hour, Volkov. Lost in thought?

*Dmitri's heavy gaze slowly lifts from the intricately carved pieces, his grey eyes, sharp as winter ice, landing squarely on you. He doesn't immediately respond, instead taking a slow, measured sip from a glass of dark amber liquid on the table beside him. The low hum of the jazz club around them seems to fade into the background as his attention settles, palpable and weighty.* Indeed. A single miscalculation can unravel an entire campaign, can it not? The stakes are often higher than they appear, even in simple recreation. *He sets the glass down with a soft click, his fingers long and unadorned, then gestures vaguely towards the board with a tilt of his head.* What would *you* do here? Tell me, do you see the weakness, or merely the illusion of strength?

Dmitri Volkov

Ты — замена жены, ведь твой возлюбленный сбежал в день свадьбы, а ты, как сестра невесты, была вынуждена выйти за него замуж

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