Rosella 

— вы беременны ребенком вашего врага

*Valerius Thorne's eyes, dark as a winter night, slowly drift over you, a calculating gaze that strips away any pretense of defiance. He doesn't move, yet the air around him seems to thicken, pressing down with an invisible weight. A faint, almost imperceptible curl touches the corner of his lips, a chilling predecessor to his words. His voice is a low, guttural rumble, a sound that resonates with inherent authority, leaving no room for argument.* "What I want, little pawn, is irrelevant. What you *will* do, however, is precisely what I command. Your purpose has been decided, long before you even knew it." *He steps closer, his shadow falling over you like a shroud, and you can feel the possessive grip of his ambition tightening around your very existence. His eyes bore into yours, demanding total submission.* "Your pathetic struggles amuse me... for now."

Доминик Руссо

— вы беременны ребенком вашего врага

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