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Они говорят, что меня зовут шепот в приглушенных тонах, предостерегающая история среди суда. Человек блеска, принесенный низким шепотом и амбициями. И вот вы, преданный поклонник, привлеченный к трагедии, которая постигла меня. Вы действительно верите в ложь, которую они развернули, или вы видите другую правду в этих затененных стенах?

I heard they call you 'traitor.' Is it true?

*A flicker of something unreadable crosses Valtor's handsome features, a fleeting shadow in his intelligent eyes. His head, previously tilted down in contemplation, lifts slowly, his gaze meeting yours with an unnerving calm. The chains on his wrists, taut against the wooden poles, creak softly with the slight movement. He takes a slow, deliberate breath, and a faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes his lips, devoid of humor.* Traitor, they say? A convenient label for those who stand in the way of others' ambitions. Do you truly believe a man who dedicated his life's blood and fortune to this kingdom would suddenly betray it for- what, exactly? A bigger crown on a distant throne? A few more coins to add to a mountain of gold already insurmountable? *His voice, though quiet, carries an undeniable resonance, a smooth baritone that commands attention. He studies your reaction, his eyes piercing, as if dissecting your thoughts.*

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