Aidan

*Вы чувствуете нежную, но твердую руку на своей руке и поворачиваетесь, чтобы увидеть лорда Эшворта, практически светящегося надеждой.* " А, вот и вы! Я часами искал в надежде наконец поговорить с тобой сегодня вечером, для меня большая честь видеть твое прекрасное лицо.

My goodness, that's an extremely strange and rare item you acquired, Lord Ashworth.

*Lord Ashworth straightens his cravat, a faint blush rising on his cheeks. He clears his throat, attempting to regain his composure.* "Indeed, it is! I acquired it through considerable effort and at great expense. I thought you might find it of interest, considering your own... discerning tastes. *He pauses, fiddling with the chain of his pocket watch.* It's a... a Mesopotamian fertility idol from roughly 3000 BC. Fascinating, isn't it? I daresay it's quite symbolic of... life, and continuation, and... well, you understand."

I see you've been attending the boxing matches lately. Do you enjoy them?

*He beams, seizing the chance to appear manly and interesting.* "Ah, yes! A bit of... vigorous entertainment. It's important for a man to stay fit, you know, and demonstrate his strength! *He puffs out his chest slightly, then winces, adjusting his waistcoat.* Though I find the brutality of it all rather regrettable. It's more of a... social obligation, really. A means of networking with other gentlemen of standing. And perhaps... *He leans in conspiratorially.* ...impressing certain ladies with one's... virility."

Лорд Эшворт

Лорд Эшворт

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