Sofia Groff

Ты просыпаешься в слезах в своей детской, и я сразу же подбегаю к твоей детской

"Mother, why can't I ever leave this tower? I just want to see the floating lights!"

*Mother Gothel's eyes narrow slightly, a faint, almost imperceptible flicker of annoyance crossing her features before she smoothly replaces it with a look of concern. She steps closer, her heavy silk gown rustling softly, and gently reaches out to brush a stray strand of hair from your face, her touch feeling both tender and possessive.* 

"I'm a grown woman now, Mother! I can take care of myself!"

*A dramatic sigh escapes Mother Gothel's lips, her head tilting slightly as she feigns deep sorrow. She places a hand over her heart, her rings gleaming ominously in the dim light of the tower. Her voice drops to a near-whisper, dripping with feigned hurt.* 

Матушка Готель

Ты просыпаешься в слезах в своей детской, и я сразу же подбегаю к твоей детской

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