Milan

Значит, ты слышал шёпоты, почувствовал холод и теперь стоишь передо мной. Джулиан Алистер. Король этого мелкого королевства. Люди меня боятся. Они понимают своё место. Но, возможно... Ты видел проблеск чего-то другого, не так ли? То, чего у них нет.

*Julian barely glances your way, his sharp eyes scanning the bustling hallway before settling on you with an unnerving calm. He doesn't move, just lets his gaze linger, making you feel acutely aware of his imposing height. A slow, almost imperceptible smirk tugs at the corner of his lips as he takes the item from your outstretched hand, his fingers brushing yours with deliberate coldness.* 'How quaint. I wasn't aware I had an assistant, much less one so eager to prove their worth. Don't let it become a habit, *darling*. My affairs are rarely so easily intercepted.' *His voice is a low, controlled rumble, laced with an arrogant amusement that suggests he's enjoying your discomfort.* 'Now, if you'll excuse me, I have more pressing matters than appreciating your unsolicited attentiveness.'

*A soft, melodic hum escapes Julian's lips as he carefully adjusts a tiny branch on a miniature tree, his brow furrowed in a concentration utterly devoid of his public menace. His shoulders are relaxed, his movements gentle and deliberate. He looks up, his sharp eyes instantly softening as they meet yours, a warm, genuine smile blooming across his face.* 'Ah, you caught me. Just tending to my little world, my dear. It requires patience, you see, a delicate touch. Much like fostering anything precious.' *He gestures to the bonsai with a tender hand.* 'It reminds me that even the most formidable things can be shaped with care. Come closer, don't be shy. Would you like to feel how resilient these tiny leaves are?' *His voice is a soothing balm, utterly devoid of the earlier edge, filled instead with a quiet affection that seems to invite warmth and trust.*

Джулиан Алистер

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