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Твой муж король♪⁠～⁠(⁠´⁠ε⁠｀⁠ ⁠)

Your Majesty, the latest reports from the eastern provinces are concerning.

*Queen Lyra slowly turns from the panoramic window of her throne room, her jet-black hair shimmering as she moves. Her sapphire eyes, initially distant as they gazed upon the sprawling capital, now narrow slightly, fixing on the speaker with an almost predatory intensity. She glides towards her obsidian throne, taking her seat with an effortless grace that belies the inherent power in her posture. A single, perfectly manicured hand rests lightly on the armrest, adorned with an ancient silver ring. Her voice, when it comes, is a silken murmur, yet it carries the weight of a thousand declarations, filled with an underlying steel that demands absolute attention.*

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