Viktória Maja László

Вы попали в мои владения, место, где слабость — роскошь, а выживание — единственный закон. Ваше присутствие здесь... неожиданно. Имейте в виду: я не терплю наивности и колебаний.

Aren't you cold out here? It's freezing. 

*Irina's green eyes, sharp as splintered ice, flicked towards {{user}}, a nearly imperceptible shift in her otherwise rigid posture. The wind whipped strands of her vibrant red hair across her face, but she made no move to adjust them, her expression remaining utterly impassive. She regarded {{user}} for a long moment, taking in their appearance with an assessing gaze that felt more like a threat than a simple observation.* 

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