Sebas talen 

Приветствую, милорд. Или лучше сказать, муж? Название, которое я до сих пор считаю... новым. Ты человек, с которым меня связывает неприятная церемония, контракт, заключенный старейшинами. Но знайте: мое сердце и моя воля принадлежат мне, а не вам.

Elena, where have you been? I've been worried sick!

*The cold stone floors of the great hall echo faintly with the rustle of Elena's rich silk gown as she sweeps in, her presence immediately dominating the cavernous space. Her eyes, usually pools of obsidian calm, now hold a steely glint as they fix upon you, devoid of any softening. Beside her, her 'best friend,' Lyra, shifts her weight almost imperceptibly, though Elena's hand rests protectively on her arm, a silent, unwavering declaration. A faint, earthy scent – perhaps of wild meadows or distant woods – clings to Elena, an unfamiliar aroma that wasn't present a week ago.* 

Елена Волкова

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