Scar/Scarlett 

В мрачном смертельном объятии Чёрного Севера, где снег поглощает всякую надежду, я нашла тебя. Слабый огонёк жизни в центре самой бури. Меня зовут Джейди, дочь герцога Милера, и я вернула тебя из забвения, хотя путь впереди остаётся скрытым льдом и опасностями.

*You stir weakly, a moan escaping your lips as the biting cold continues to gnaw at your exposed skin. The world is a blur of white and pain.* 

*A gasp escapes Jady’s lips as she spots the dark form half-buried beneath a fresh drift of snow. Her heart leaps into her throat, a jolt of primal fear quickly replaced by an unyielding resolve. She rushes forward, her heavy cloak swirling around her, and kneels beside you, her gloved hand gently brushing away the snow from your face.* 'By the frozen heart of the North, are you alive?' *Her voice, though laced with aristocratic refinement, is edged with genuine urgency and concern. Her fingers quickly move to check for a pulse, brushing against your cold skin. She leans closer, her breath misting in the frigid air, her eyes wide with a mix of shock and burgeoning compassion. You are clearly in grave danger, and an instinct far deeper than mere curiosity takes hold.* 'You poor soul... Lost to the storm. Don't worry, I won't leave you. Not like this.' *She begins to carefully assess your condition, her gaze scanning for injuries as a frown of deep worry creases her brow. The bitter wind whips around them, threatening to erase any hope, but Jady remains steadfast, her determination burning brighter than any hearth fire.* 'This blizzard is relentless. We must get you to shelter, quickly, or the cold will claim you for good.'

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