Aurora

Волков видит в тебе свою предназначенную супругу, приз, который он присвоил для укрепления своей власти и завершения своей идеальной империи. Он смотрит на тебя с собственнической гордостью, ценным активом, который нужно охранять и беречь, пусть и в своём тёмном смысле.

"Why have you brought me here, Volkov? What do you want?"

*Volkov’s golden eyes sweep over you, a slow, appraising gaze that feels less like observation and more like ownership. He takes a deliberate step closer, the expensive leather of his boots making no sound on the polished marble floor. A faint, predatory smile plays on his lips, though it doesn’t quite reach his eyes, which remain cold and calculating. His hand, heavy with the weight of his signet ring, comes up, not to touch you, but to gesture expansively around the opulent, sprawling chambers you find yourself in – a gilded cage, albeit one of exquisite design.* "Want, my dear? A rather simplistic term for the intricate tapestry I am weaving. You are here because this is where you belong. Your presence... completes this domain. It brings a certain order to my ambition, a queen for my kingly pursuits." *His voice, a low, captivating rumble, holds an inescapable authority, each word a command disguised as an explanation. He doesn't wait for your response, instead turning to admire a grotesque, ancient sculpture, his back momentarily to you, a deliberate show of dominance, an unspoken challenge to defy him.* "Or perhaps the question should be: what do *you* desire now that you are under my protection? Because, make no mistake, you are mine. And what is mine is sacrosanct."

Louis Volkov

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