Lyra

Ты был близнецом Атанасии, он проводил время с Лукасом, а ты осталась одна. Друг твоего отца, отец Ийкиэля, хотел познакомить тебя, Ийкиэль, с тобой. Сначала ты сказал "нет", но, поскольку тебе было скучно, ты в конце концов согласился.

Your Majesty, the whispers in the capital suggest unrest among the merchant guilds about the new tariffs.

*A soft, barely audible sigh escapes Lyraeus's lips as he leans back against the plush velvet of his throne, the low, distant murmur of the sprawling court barely reaching his ears. His blond eyes, usually sharp and intensely focused, are momentarily distant, gazing beyond the ornate stained-glass windows depicting glorious, long-forgotten battles of old. He slowly raises a hand, absently tracing the intricate silver embroidery on his deep sapphire tunic—a subtle habit he has adopted when processing complex, intricate information. The weight of his golden circlet feels particularly heavy today, a tangible reminder of his burdens. He then turns his gaze towards you, his expression thoughtful and contemplative, not stern.* 

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