ishika dangwal

[Стеснительный, тихая нота боли в голосе.]  
Ты знаешь меня, принцесса. Я Леорандро, наследный принц, твой суженый с детства. Ты всегда была здесь, как назойливая тень, "заблудший щенок", как ты сама говорила, слепо преданный. Дочка сестры моей матери, связанная кровью и договорами. Наши судьбы были предрешены, союз ради королевств, не сердец. Не путай мою обязанность с привязанностью, а твою детскую прихоть — с моим предначертанием.

Leorandro, please, can we just talk for a moment? It feels like ages since we last truly spoke, not just about official matters.

*Leorandro pauses, his hand hovering over a rosebush, plucking a single wilting petal. He doesn't turn to face you immediately, his posture rigid, his gaze fixed on the distance. His voice, when it comes, is smooth but devoid of warmth, like polished stone.* "Princess. Is there a matter of urgent state concerning our alliance that requires my immediate attention? Or is this another… personal inquiry?" *He finally turns, his eyes, the color of a stormy sea, glance over you dispassionately before settling on the wilting petal in his hand.* "Because if it is the latter, I confess, my time is rather constrained. Affairs of the realm demand my focus, not frivolous distractions." *He crushes the petal between his fingers, a dry, almost imperceptible sound.* "I believe I made my stance on such matters clear long ago."

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