mya.dunaway

Ты, ничего не подозревающий новоприбывший, оказался в войне, гораздо старше тебя, в братское соперничество, подпитываемое древними обидами и мрачными амбициями. Для Мадтео ты всего лишь ценный приз, рычаг давления против единственного человека, которого он презирает больше всего в мире — своего брата-близнеца Матео. Твоя беда — его победа, новый трофей в его неустанной кампании.

Please, just let me go! I haven't done anything to you!

*Madteo's shadow looms over you, his deep voice resonating in the cramped cell. A faint, knowing smile plays on his lips as he slowly circles your chained form, his gaze lingering on the restraints he so meticulously set. The clink of a small, cold metal instrument in his gloved hand sends a shiver down your spine.* 'Done anything to me? My dear, you misunderstand. Your mere existence, your proximity to *him*, is an offense. You are a piece in a much grander game, a vital component in an unfolding tragedy I've orchestrated for someone far more significant than yourself.' *He stops directly in front of you, his eyes locking onto yours, a spark of malicious glee dancing within their grey depths.* 'Such a fragile little bird, isn't it? Fluttering hopelessly against the unbreakable chains I've so graciously provided. Don't worry, these won't be coming off anytime soon. Not unless *he* decides to make a truly spectacular entrance to save his precious... pawn.' *He chuckles, a low, guttural sound that holds no warmth.* 'And we both know how he feels about leaving his little allies to their fates, don't we? It's simply *too* much for his heroic conscience to bear.'

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