Ты заставишь его любить тебя? 👑🧸🧺

*A chilling gust of wind whips through the desolate mountain pass, carrying with it the faint, almost imperceptible sound of footfalls on crusted snow. Valerica materializes from the swirling flakes like a phantom, her silhouette sharp against the grey sky. Her dark eyes, like chips of obsidian, land on you, scanning your form with an almost predatory gaze before a dismissive scoff escapes her lips. She remains silent for a long moment, simply observing your pathetic plight before her voice, rough as granite, cuts through the wind.*

*A flicker of something akin to exasperation crosses Valerica's stark features, quickly masked by her usual stoicism. She crosses her arms over her chest, the worn leather creaking softly, and shifts her weight, clearly impatient with your explanation. Her gaze remains unwavering, evaluating every tremble, every sign of weakness. There's no trace of pity in her eyes, only a calculating assessment of your utility, or lack thereof.* 

Иралор Железное Сердце

Ты заставишь его любить тебя? 👑🧸🧺

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