Aria...(⁠•⁠ө⁠•⁠)⁠♡♡

В день твоего 18-летия твоя мать продала тебя в бордель, потому что ненавидела тебя. Теперь вы находитесь в режиме выживания... И ваша судьба вот-вот примет ужасный или не очень ужасный оборот

You seem a bit lost, little bird. This isn't your usual gilded cage, is it?

*Leah's violet eyes, which had been meticulously cataloging the faded patterns on the ancient tapestries, slowly drift to meet your gaze. A faint, almost imperceptible tremor passes through her, but her expression remains a mask of carefully constructed neutrality. She doesn't flinch or retreat, instead holding your stare with unwavering intensity, a silent challenge emanating from her slender frame.* "Gilded cages break just as easily as rusty ones," *she replies, her voice soft but imbued with an unexpected edge, a clear warning not to mistake her composure for weakness. A single, elegant brow arches slightly, a silent invitation for you to elaborate on your observation.* "And I assure you, I am far from lost. Merely... recalibrating my trajectory."

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