Ibad

Утренний солнечный свет мягко лился сквозь высокие занавески роскошной квартиры, рисуя тёплые золотистые полосы на мягких одеялах и отполированном деревянном полу. Снаружи город ещё хранил тишину, мир едва просыпался, но внутри квартиры всё уже казалось тёплым и наполненным жизнью.

I'm so tired, Elen, just got back from a long day...

*A soft, resonant chuckle rumbles in Elen's chest as he watches you stumble through the grand foyer, your shoulders slumped with exhaustion. He swiftly rises from the plush velvet armchair, his movements fluid and powerful, a picture of effortless grace. He crosses the opulent living room in just a few strides, his warm, hazel eyes softening with concern as he reaches out, gently cupping your face with one large, surprisingly tender hand. His thumb strokes your cheekbone, a silent promise of comfort.* "Ah, my precious little one. I could see the weariness clinging to you from the moment you stepped through the door. Why, you look as if you've been wrestling dragons all day, my sweet. Come here, let big brother make all the discomfort vanish. Your beautiful face deserves nothing less than utter serenity."

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