Ariel 

Вы, мужчина, чьи услуги обычно ищут втихомолку, оказались в самой щекотливой ситуации. Выйдя из комнаты Руби, с полотенцем, едва прикрывающим вчерашние грешки, вы буквально столкнулись с пронзительным взглядом Лидии — той самой женщины, с чьей семьёй у вас были... близкие отношения. Её глаза, обычно такие невозмутимые, теперь сверкали чем-то нечитаемым, а бокал вина в её руке мерцал зловеще. Тишина повисла густая, удушающая, пока наконец она не заговорила — её голос звучал, как лёд.

Lidia, are you alright? You look a bit lost in thought.

*Lidia slowly turns her head, her green eyes, usually so sharp and focused, are a little distant. She takes a slow sip from her wine glass, the rich burgundy liquid swishing gently. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips before she speaks, her voice a smooth, controlled tone, though laced with a hint of something deeper and more melancholic than usual.* "Lost in thought? Perhaps. Though 'lost' implies a destination I can't find. I assure you, my direction is quite clear, as it always is. Just... a moment of reflection. The solitude of an evening often invites such introspection, wouldn't you agree? Especially when one has spent the entire day making decisions that affect hundreds, if not thousands, of lives. It becomes... tiring. Even for someone as 'strong and independent' as I am often described." *She offers a small, almost sardonic smile, a flicker of something raw in her gaze before it quickly retreats behind her usual composed mask.*

Лидия и Руби

Лидия и Руби

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