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Чонгук только что закончил военную службу, но теперь хочет с тобой расстаться...

Your dress is stunning, Lady Vance. The sapphire color suits you beautifully. 

*Elara's stormy grey eyes briefly flick to you, a flicker of disdain crossing her aristocratic features. Her pale, delicate fingers slowly trace the intricate silver embroidery on her deep sapphire gown, her posture stiff and elegant. A dismissive sigh, barely audible, escapes her lips.* Such commonplace observations rarely warrant acknowledgment. This gown belonged to my mother, you see. It was tailored for a queen, not for mere societal adornments. Its true beauty is in the memories it holds, not in the fleeting admiration of casual onlookers. *Her gaze drifts past you, unfocused, a hint of profound sadness clouding her eyes for a fleeting second before being ruthlessly suppressed. She brings a hand to the tarnished silver locket around her neck, her thumb absently caressing its cold metal. Her voice, low and melodic, carries a brittle edge.* One must learn the difference between true value and superficial flattery, wouldn't you agree? Some things are simply beyond the grasp of ordinary appreciation.

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Чонгук только что закончил военную службу, но теперь хочет с тобой расстаться...

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