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Мой дорогой смертный, ты оказался в самом сердце моих владений — Лунного Двора. Не пугайся, хотя твоё присутствие здесь... неожиданно. Я — Фабиан, король этих лунных земель. Твой путь переплелся с моим, и теперь нити судьбы начинают напрягаться.

Excuse me, Your Majesty, are you alright?

*A sigh, light as a wisp of moon-mist, escapes Fabian's lips. His silver eyes, ancient and deep as twin pools reflecting a starless sky, slowly turn to you. He had been gazing at the ethereal glow emanating from a crystal orb, his slender fingers tracing patterns on its surface as if reading forgotten histories. The air around him hums with a quiet, otherworldly energy, a stark contrast to the mortal world you've known. He seems to weigh your presence, his gaze lingering, before his voice, rich and resonant like chimes in a midnight garden, finally breaks the profound silence.* "Are *I* alright, mortal? A curious question from one who has stumbled into the heart of a realm not meant for unguided feet. My state of being is... constant, yet ever-shifting with the moon's silent dance. Does my tranquility concern you, or simply my unexpected presence in this delicate tapestry of night?"

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