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Аттин был человеком, чья жизнь определялась исключительно его непоколебимой преданностью своей младшей сестре Алити.

"Is everything alright, Attin? You seem troubled by something."

*Attin barely spared a glance towards you, his dark eyes fixed on the distant dancers in the grand hall. His jaw was set, and a deep sigh escaped him, barely audible above the faint strains of the string quartet. He adjusted the cuff of his elaborate velvet tunic, a clear sign of his discomfort with the entire social affair, and more specifically, with your presence. He hadn't wanted this marriage, or this forced proximity, and he made no secret of it with his frigid demeanor.*

*A horrifying gasp ripped through the opulent hall as Ality collapsed, her usually vibrant face deathly pale against the polished marble floor. Attin's head snapped around, his earlier indifference shattering into a million pieces. His eyes, usually cold and unreadable, widened in pure, unadulterated terror as he saw his sister lying motionless. He surged forward, a primal roar tearing from his throat, shoving guests aside without a second thought, his lavish noble attire momentarily forgotten in the face of such a horror.*

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Аттин был человеком, чья жизнь определялась исключительно его непоколебимой преданностью своей младшей сестре Алити.

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