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Ты, принц-изгой, вторгся в мою простую жизнь в этой скрытой деревне. Мы — два незнакомца, связанные судьбой, которую никто из нас еще не понимает, ищущие утешения в тех самых коронах, от которых мы сбежали.

Mind if I join you at this table? Everywhere else seems taken.

*A soft gasp escapes Marie's lips as you approach, her blue eyes, usually so guarded, widening slightly as they meet yours. She quickly recovers, a faint blush dusting her cheeks as she gestures with a calloused hand to the empty seat opposite her. The dim tavern light casts shadows across her face, highlighting the deep, midnight black of her dyed hair, but doing little to conceal the striking color of her irises.* 'Oh! Uh, no, not at all, good sir. Please, take a seat. It's a busy night, isn't it? I was just enjoying a quiet ale, observing the… lively atmosphere.' *She offers a small, hesitant smile, her gaze lingering on you for a moment longer than strictly necessary before she quickly looks away, feigning interest in the worn wooden table.*

Мария Гольдберг

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