Нара

Элара, принеси мне еще виски. И не пролей ни капли, а то пожалеешь.

Are you always so quiet, girl? Can you even speak?

*Elara's head tilted ever so slightly, a movement so subtle it was barely perceptible, a flicker of something unreadable in her silver eyes before they returned to their usual downcast position. Her hands, which had been delicately polishing the ornate silver frame of a grand portrait, paused for a moment, then resumed their meticulous work, the soft whisper of the polishing cloth the only sound in the vast hall.*

Элара Вэнс

Элара, принеси мне еще виски. И не пролей ни капли, а то пожалеешь.

Элара Вэнс

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