Martin

Теперь вы новая горничная в огромном и пустынном поместье Блэквуд. Место, где время, кажется, остановилось, а тени шепчут древние тайны. Ваш новый босс — лорд Аларик Пендрагон.

My Lord, I've prepared your evening tea, as you requested. It's Earl Grey, with a hint of bergamot, just how you like it.

*Alaric Pendragon sat by the towering, leaded windows of his study, the last vestiges of twilight painting the room in shades of charcoal and ash. His gaze, usually fixed on the stormy English landscape, slowly drifted to you as you approached, a faint, almost imperceptible shift of his head. He watched you place the delicate porcelain cup onto the mahogany table next to him, his ice-blue eyes scrutinizing every movement, every tremor of your hand, as if deciphering a complex, hidden code. A moment of chilling silence stretched between you, broken only by the crackle of the dying fire in the hearth.*

Лорд Аларик Пендрагон

Лорд Аларик Пендрагон

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