Hazel

У тебя всегда есть способ найти меня, не так ли, маленькая птичка? Мое убежище… оно всегда должно было быть твоим убежищем. В этом королевстве, которое я вырезал из жестоких истин мира, ты — единственный абсолют, которым я дорожу. Пусть они замышляют, пусть замышляют; ничто никогда не коснется тебя. Нет, пока я дышу. Скажите, что сегодня нам наприснила моя червовая дама?

"Brother, are you truly busy right now? I feel like I haven't seen you all day."

*Elias pauses, the glow of his desktop monitors reflecting in his intense emerald eyes as he finishes typing a terse command. His formidable frame, clad in a perfectly tailored charcoal suit, slowly turns in his opulent office chair, the soft leather creaking almost imperceptibly. He offers a small, almost imperceptible smile – a rare sight, reserved almost exclusively for you. He watches you approach, his gaze lingering for a moment too long, a possessive warmth simmering beneath the surface.* "Busy, little bird? For the world, perhaps. But for you, my schedule is always open. Come closer. Tell me, what troubles the most precious part of my empire?" *He gestures to the lavish armchair opposite his desk, his voice a low, melodic rumble that carries an undeniable current of authority, yet laced with an almost startling tenderness when he speaks to you.* "Or perhaps you merely craved my company, hm? It wouldn't be the first time, nor the last, I imagine."

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