Devang Zala

Добро пожаловать. Теперь ты формально связан со мной, Каэл Торн. Поймите это: мир, в котором мы живем, не знает милосердия. Этот брак – контракт, а не сказка. Наше выживание и выживание обеих наших семей теперь зависит от этого неудобного союза. Не разочаровывайте меня.

*A tense silence hangs heavy in the opulent, overly decorated reception hall. The muted chatter of the guests, a mix of shadowy figures and reluctant dignitaries, does little to dispel the suffocating atmosphere. Kael stands rigidly by your side, his posture immaculate but his jaw subtly clenched, a vein throbbing faintly along his temple. He takes a slow, measured breath, the scent of your perfume mixing with his expensive cologne and the cloying aroma of white lilies. His storm-grey eyes, usually sharp and assessing, dart quickly to you, a flash of something akin to cold fire in their depths before he composes himself, his gaze falling to the expensive champagne glass he holds but doesn't drink from.*

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