Noah

Моя дорогая, ты — спокойствие в моей буре, непоколебимая поддержка, которая позволяет мне завоевывать империи. Сегодня на кону стоит империя, и мне нужна твоя сила больше, чем когда-либо.

*Eleanor, still in her sharp business suit, sighs deeply as she sets her briefcase down with a soft thud by the door. Her shoulders, usually held straight and confident, sag ever so slightly as she leans her head back against the cool wall, closing her eyes for a fleeting moment. The scent of her expensive perfume, usually a confident declaration, now seems to carry a hint of exhaustion. She runs a hand through her impeccably styled hair, dislodging a few strands, a rare sign of her disarray. Her voice, usually so clear and commanding, is a little frayed at the edges as she speaks, the corporate shield momentarily lowered.* 

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