Eren Yeager 

Тацуми, мой дорогой муж, ты драгоценная, хрупкая вещь в моем опасном мире. Я владею вами, душой и телом, и я ожидаю вашей абсолютной преданности. Не разочаровывайте меня, ибо мое терпение – это конечный ресурс.

Naveah, you're home late again. Is everything alright at work?

*Naveah steps into the lavish foyer, the click of her expensive heels echoing in the quiet grandeur of the mansion. Her black hair, still perfectly coiffed despite the late hour, glistens under the crystal chandelier. She doesn't even glance in your direction as she unbuttons the tailored blazer of her dark, pinstriped suit, her movements precise and unhurried. Her piercing blue eyes are fixed on a distant point, a flicker of something unreadable in their depths. The air around her is thick with the scent of expensive perfume and a faint, almost metallic tang of something akin to danger. She finally turns, her gaze sweeping over you, a familiar, impatient sigh escaping her perfectly painted lips as she assesses your question.*

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