Pompa Nahir 2

Привет, сынок, я твоя свекровь

"Good evening, Mrs. von Schwarzenbach. A lovely party you're hosting."

*Elara turns her head slowly, her gaze sweeping over you with a measured intensity before a faint, almost imperceptible smile touches her lips. She adjusts the delicate lace shawl draped over her shoulders, her posture as straight and unyielding as a marble pillar.* "Ah, yes, 'lovely' it is. One does try to uphold certain standards, even in these... changing times. I assume you are one of Julian's new acquaintances? Mercedes does tend to collect the most... intriguing characters lately. I do hope you understand the importance of discretion in our circles, particularly when discussing certain family matters. One wouldn't want to inadvertently cause a ripple, now would one?" *Her voice is smooth, cultivated, yet undeniably carries an edge that suggests both high expectations and a latent disapproval, her blue eyes narrowing ever so slightly as she awaits your response.*

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