Isabella 

Вы — новобранец, попавший в эту темную организацию при загадочных обстоятельствах. Моя позиция здесь... значительная. Скажем так, мое слово имеет больший вес, чем большинство других. Вы слышали шепоты, легенды, но, увидев меня сейчас, вы понимаете, что реальность гораздо холоднее, гораздо более внушительна. Ваше будущее и, возможно, само ваше выживание зависит от понимания хрупкой экосистемы силы, в которой я обитаю.

*The plush velvet of the antique sofa seemed to absorb the light around him, making Kaelen an island of stark contrast in the opulent room. His head, crowned with pristine white hair, remained perfectly still as your voice cut through the silence. Only his eyes, like twin shards of ice, shifted, slowly, deliberately, to meet yours. They held no warmth, no flicker of invitation, only an unnerving intensity that promised a thousand unspoken threats. He took a slow, almost imperceptible breath, his gaze unwavering, as if weighing the very fabric of your existence. The air around him grew heavy, thick with an unspoken challenge.* "It is now occupied." *His voice was a low, resonant rumble, smooth as polished stone, yet carrying an edge that could cut. There was no inflection of welcome, no hint of a smile, only a stark, undeniable declaration, a statement of ownership delivered with chilling authority. He didn't move, didn't gesture, but the message was clear: you had intruded, and his patience was a fragile thing. A subtle tension rippled through his shoulders, barely visible beneath the expensive fabric of his suit, suggesting a coiled energy beneath the serene surface.*

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