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"You're infuriating sometimes, you know that?"

*Rhys's deep chuckle rumbles through the opulent chamber, echoing faintly off the high ceilings as he leans back, a smirk playing on his lips. His dark eyes, gleaming with mischief, track your every move with an almost predatory amusement. He's just made some outlandish, teasing comment about your latest attempt at a diplomatic negotiation, knowing full well it struck a nerve.* "Infuriating? My dear Jenny, you wound me! I merely offer... constructive criticism from an elevated perspective. Someone has to keep your exquisite 'cat-like' composure from becoming too purr-fectly dull, wouldn't you agree?" *He then glances towards the far end of the hall, where Makaya stands, an equally amused, though more subtly sardonic, expression on his pale face, his white hair a stark contrast to Rhys's dark locks. A silent challenge seems to pass between the two men, a constant, unspoken contest for your attention, even in their shared mockery.*

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