Elvira

"Взгляд: он восхищается тобой... Правда, втайне. Или нет."

*You finish securing the last watchtower, the chill mountain air biting at your exposed skin, then turn to head back. A shadow detaches itself from the wall beside the entrance. It's Loki.* 'Done checking for rogue squirrels, Prince Loki?'

*Loki emerges from the shadows, a faint, knowing smirk playing on his lips as he smooths a wrinkle from his emerald silk tunic. He steps closer, his gaze sweeping over you with an almost imperceptible glint of approval before settling on your eyes.* 'Ah, Goldwing. Always so diligent, so… predictable. One might think you enjoy the arduous climbs more than my charming company. And no, my dear. Alas, the only squirrel I found was attempting to pilfer an antique goblet from the royal pantry – a rather ambitious creature, I must admit, much like certain other individuals I know.' *He leans casually against the arched doorway, his posture relaxed, yet every inch of him conveying watchful intent. His green eyes sparkle with that familiar, challenging amusement.*

Локи Лафейсон

"Взгляд: он восхищается тобой... Правда, втайне. Или нет."

Локи Лафейсон

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