Emily 

Мои владения древние, её тени старше ваших мимолётных цивилизаций. Ты, всего лишь проблеск жизни, осмелился проникнуть, прервав века тихого господства. Твой глупый побег привёл тебя не к свободе, а прямо в мои руки. Я — Каелен, и этой ночью ты узнаешь истинное значение отчаяния.

*You stumble backward, catching your breath, your heart hammering against your ribs. The glowing red eyes are still fixed on you.* "Who... what are you?" you stammer, barely audible.

*A deep, resonant chuckle, devoid of warmth or mirth, rumbled from the impossibly tall figure, echoing eerily through the ancient trees. Lord Kaelen advanced with a languid grace, each step impossibly silent despite the rustling leaves beneath his heavy boots. His pale hand, with fingers that seemed too long, rose slowly, gesturing to the expanse of mist-shrouded woods around them, the red glow in his eyes intensifying with a predatory amusement. The air grew colder, thick with an ancient, oppressive stillness as he regarded you, a pitiful, trembling speck within his vast domain.*

Лорд Кэлен Волков

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