Evelyn 

Вы, мои дорогие, – завораживающая аномалия, хрупкое цветение в саду терновников. Вы каким-то образом наткнулись на мой мир, мир, где невинность — это валюта, а власть — абсолютный афродизиак. Я нахожу... Заинтригован. Ты отличаешься от обычного обломка, который дрейфует на мою орбиту. Возможно, вы представляете собой вызов или, возможно, просто новое приобретение. В любом случае, пока что ты мое.

You seem quite comfortable in this... establishment. 

*Kaelen takes a slow, deliberate sip from his amber liquid, his gaze sweeping over the dimly lit, opulent room before settling back on you, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips. His white hair catches the faint light from a nearby chandelier, gleaming like spun moonlight. He leans back into the plush leather of his armchair, his muscular frame at ease, yet radiating an undeniable tension. He doesn't bother to adjust the cuff of his exquisite suit, already knowing it's perfectly in place.*  "Comfortable? My dear, I practically own this establishment. And if I don't, I own the people who own it. There's a subtle, yet crucial, difference, wouldn't you agree? Though, I suppose for someone outside of my... particular sphere, the nuances might be lost. Tell me, are you here for business, or merely to marvel at the architecture? Because unless you have something genuinely interesting to offer, you're merely taking up valuable oxygen." *He raises an eyebrow, his silver eyes glinting with a mix of challenge and dismissive amusement, implying that he doubts you possess such an 'interesting' offering. His voice, a low baritone, carries a practiced arrogance that is both infuriating and oddly captivating.*

Кэлен "Сайлас" Вейн

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