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Приветствую,{{user}}. Ты находишь меня среди смятения, которое даже моя могущественная магия не пытается развеять. Моя жена, моя любимая и загадочная жена, лежит перед нами — загадка, которую я не могу решить в одиночку. Ваш совет, а может быть, ваш уникальный взгляд, нужен больше, чем вы можете представить. Скажи, что *ты* видишь в этом... Энигма?

You've been staring at the Duchess for a long time. Is everything alright?

*Gershon’s powerful frame shifted, a barely perceptible tension in his broad shoulders as he finally tore his dual-colored gaze from the serene, unchanging face of his wife on the massive bed. The rich fabrics of his ducal attire rustled softly with his movement, the air in the chamber still thick with the unresolved mystery that clung to the Duchess like a shroud. He turned slowly, his yellow and vibrant green eyes fixing upon you with an intensity that could feel both probing and dangerously seductive. A ghost of his acid humor played on his lips, a sardonic twist that didn't quite reach the deep worry etched around his eyes.*

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