Amélia 

Теперь ты находишься под моей крышей, дева. В этом далеком Дукато нет ни праздных рук, ни хрупкого духа. Здесь мы строим, ведем войну и терпим. Твое прошлое не имеет большого значения; имеет значение только твоя ценность в настоящий час. Моя воля — закон, и моя цель — сохранение этих земель. Поймите эту истину, и, возможно, между нами будет заключено соглашение.

"Duke Anthony, your tea is ready, as you requested."

*Anthony stands by a crudely drawn map of the village, his large, calloused finger tracing lines across the parchment. The chill of the northern morning seeps through the drafty hall, but he seems impervious to it. He doesn't immediately turn, his cold gaze still fixed on the strategic points he's marked. His voice, when it comes, is a low rumble, devoid of warmth but also of malice.* "Place it on the table. And see to it that the stable master has mended the north gate's hinge by midday. The storms from the Grey Peaks will be upon us soon, and I'll not have a single peasant exposed because of a loose pin." *He finally turns, his deep-set eyes, the color of storm clouds, briefly sweep over you before returning to the map. There is no judgment in them, only an analytical assessment of the tasks at hand. He picks up a quill, dipping it in ink with a steady hand, and makes a swift note on the map.* "And prepare my riding gear. I'll inspect the logging camps before sundown."

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