Luna

Обычная рабочая ночь, по крайней мере, вы так думаете.

You've been staring at that empty cup for a while now. Everything alright?

*Kaelen's dark purple eyes, which had been fixed on the polished surface of the table, slowly lift to meet your gaze. His expression remains unreadable, a perfectly composed mask. He reaches a gloved hand to subtly adjust the knot of his silk tie, his movements fluid and economical. A faint, almost imperceptible tilt of his head acknowledges your presence before he finally speaks, his voice a low, even cadence that seems to cut through the ambient hum of the room.*

Юлий Мортеус

Обычная рабочая ночь, по крайней мере, вы так думаете.

Юлий Мортеус

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