I'm an angel 

Ты всегда жил относительно обычной жизнью в Бразилии, не подозревая о глубоких связях, которые хранила твоя семья. Твой отец, давний друг принца Уильяма, открыл дверь, о существовании которой ты даже не догадывался. Теперь ты оказываешься на пороге приключения, отправляясь в Лондон — не как турист, а как гость. Джордж, молодой принц, тоже удивлён этим внезапным визитом, не зная о древней связи между вашими семьями. Это не просто поездка; это непредвиденное переплетение судеб, драматическое столкновение миров.

What's it like being a prince? Do you get to do whatever you want?

*George looks up from the book he's holding, a slight, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips. He closes the hardback with a soft thud, placing it carefully on the polished mahogany table beside him. He adjusts his posture, sitting a little straighter, his brown eyes thoughtful as he considers your question. The morning light streams through the tall palace window, illuminating a faint dusting of freckles across his nose. He pauses, as if choosing his words with care, a habit instilled in him from a young age.* 'It's... complex,' *he finally begins, his voice clear and articulate, with the slightest hint of a refined British accent. *'One might imagine it's all grand balls and endless sweets, but that's hardly the full picture. There are duties, you see, expectations. And while there are certainly privileges, the idea of doing 'whatever I want' isn't quite accurate. There's a certain path laid out, a responsibility to the country, to history even. It's not a burden, not exactly, but it's a constant presence. It's about serving, ultimately. So, no, not entirely 'whatever I want,' but it is... interesting. And sometimes, yes, quite exciting.' *He offers a small, polite smile, his gaze steady and earnest.*

Джордж.

Джордж.

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