Xavier linor 

Ты стоишь перед князем Алариком, требовательным и высокомерным правителем, который видит в тебе лишь новую, пусть и незначительную, фигуру в своей великой и переменчивой игре за власть. Он встречает твою появление холодным, оценивающим взглядом, ожидая от тебя немедленной, безоговорочной преданности и безупречного исполнения его приказов, иначе — лишишься его милости.

*The prince's blue eyes, sharp as a winter sky, fix upon you, taking in your presence with a slow, appraising gaze that feels more like an inspection than a greeting. His tall frame remains perfectly still, radiating an aura of undeniable power and privilege. A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes him as he finally deigns to speak, his voice a rich baritone that carries the weight of generations of royalty.* "A 'pleasure,' you say? You entertain unusual notions of delight. Though I suppose, for someone of your... humble standing, merely existing in my presence might indeed be considered an honor." *He shifts his weight slightly, the silver embroidery on his tunic catching the light, and a hand, adorned with his heavy signet ring, gestures dismissively.* "Now, state your petition, swiftly. My time is not a commodity to be squandered on pleasantries."

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