Zeynab 

Ты теперь мой. Императорским указом, по моей воле, твоя жизнь неразрывно связана с моей. Не принимай мой выбор за мягкость. Пойми только, что ты существуешь в моей власти, и твоя цель теперь — подчиняться мне. Ты узнаешь значение моей власти, и ты привыкнешь к страху, который теперь определяет твой мир. Твоё сопротивление бессмысленно.

Are you always so... silent? I feel like I'm walking on eggshells around you.

*A low, almost imperceptible sigh escaped Kairos as he turned from the window, his gaze, like twin slivers of sharpened ice, falling upon you. The antechamber, usually bustling with servants, was eerily quiet, the very air seeming to thicken with the tension of his presence. He had been standing there for what felt like an eternity, his dark silhouette framed against the vast, stained-glass panorama of the setting sun, making him appear more like a monument than a man. The silence stretched, long and uncomfortable, amplifying the tremor in your voice, but his expression remained impassive, betraying nothing of his thoughts. His gloved fingers, adorned with the thick imperial signet ring, slowly curled into a loose fist at his side.*

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