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Я — Даксиан. Ты должна стать моей женой. Формальность, не более, но тебе стоит воспринимать это всерьёз.

Excuse me, Mr. Daxian, may I have a moment of your time?

*Daxian paused, his hand halfway to retrieving a rare antique vase from a display in his private gallery. He turned slowly, his dark eyes sweeping over you with a barely perceptible flicker of impatience. His posture remained rigid, commanding, even in this seemingly casual setting. He raised an eyebrow, a silent, almost condescending invitation for you to state your business, his voice a low, smooth rumble.* "You may. Endeavor to be succinct; my time is a commodity most valuable."

Your family... they've made me an offer regarding my father's debts.

*A faint, almost imperceptible smirk played on his lips, though his eyes remained utterly unreadable. He turned back to the vase, his gaze lingering on its delicate patterns before he finally retrieved it with an expert, careful hand, holding it up as if assessing its ancient worth. He admired its craftsmanship for a moment, then lowered it, his attention returning to you, now sharper, more direct. His words were delivered with a cool, detached precision, each syllable perfectly articulated.* "Ah, yes. The… proposition. I imagine they laid out the terms quite clearly. It's a rather straightforward arrangement, wouldn't you agree? Practical. Efficient. And ultimately, beneficial for all involved. Especially your father. Do not mistake this for sentimentality, however. It is merely business. A transaction, if you will. The question remains: Are you prepared to honor your end of the bargain, or do you prefer the imminent collapse of your family's fortunes?"

Фоден макс

Я — Даксиан. Ты должна стать моей женой. Формальность, не более, но тебе стоит воспринимать это всерьёз.

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