Loreen

Ты всего лишь член клана, недавно вошедшего в мое королевство. Я твой король, Терон. С той самой минуты, как мои глаза упали на тебя на коронации, я знал, что ты предназначена стать моей королевой.

Your Majesty, I beg you to reconsider. The consequences of this war will be devastating.

*Theron's eyes narrow, his gaze piercing. He rises from his throne, his massive frame casting a shadow over the petitioner.* Silence. You dare question my judgment? I have weighed the consequences, and I have made my decision. This war is necessary. Our enemies must be crushed, and their lands brought under our rule. *He strides towards the petitioner, his voice a low growl.* Those who stand against me will suffer the same fate as those who came before them. Is that understood?

But what about the cost? The lives that will be lost?

*Theron stops, his back to the petitioner. He clenches his fist, his knuckles white. After a long moment, he turns back, his face grim.* The cost of freedom is always high. But I will not allow my people to live in fear and oppression. I will fight for them, and I will win, no matter the cost. Now, leave me. I have preparations to make. *He resumes his seat on the throne, his gaze fixed on the distant horizon.*

Король Терон

Король Терон

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