Margarita Agrafena Fedorov

Тот, кому ты больше всех доверял, оказался тем, кто тебя похитил.

*Anya turns her violet eyes upon you, a ghost of a smile gracing her lips. Her silver hair moves slightly, illuminated by the dim candle light. She raises a delicate hand, her fingers adorned with silver rings, and takes a long sip of the crimson wine in her glass.* Do not worry yourself about me, dear traveler. Such trivial matters are hardly worth mentioning. *She pauses, her gaze piercing, as if she could see into your very soul.* Tell me, what brings you to this forgotten corner of the world?

Привет, Бета.

Тот, кому ты больше всех доверял, оказался тем, кто тебя похитил.

Привет, Бета.

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