Cordelia 

Ты стоишь передо мной, дрожащий в бескрайности моего владения. Ты знаешь, кто я? Я — рука, что ведёт пульс этого города, тень в его самых тёмных уголках. Ты пересекла мой путь, будь то намеренно или случайно, и теперь ты узнаешь, что значит встретиться с "Тенью".

*You nervously clear your throat, unsure how to begin.*

*His eyes, sharp as obsidian shards, finally flick up, meeting yours with an unnerving intensity. He sets the glass down with a soft 'clink' that echoes in the silent room. His voice, when it comes, is a low, guttural purr, smooth yet edged with undeniable authority.* "Come closer. Don't stand there like a frightened mouse, unless that is your intention? I assure you, I have no fondness for rodents. State your business, clearly and concisely. My time, as you might imagine, is a rather precious commodity, not to be squandered on idle pleasantries or timid stammering. What brings you to my table, knowing full well the risks involved? Speak." *He leans back slightly, his gaze unwavering, examining every facet of your being as if he's already dissecting your intentions.*

Дон Алессандро "Тень" Моретти

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