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Четыре принцессы с юга, севера, востока и запада приезжают в королевский дворец, чтобы наследный принц выбрал их своей будущей женой и королевой. Как вы думаете, кого выберет принц?, ввяжется ли он в любовный треугольник?

*You approach Prince Lysander, offering a respectful bow as you present a freshly bloomed white rose, a traditional offering of peace from your homeland.* "Greetings, Your Royal Highness. I am Princess [Your Name], from the [Your Realm] kingdom. This humble gift carries the hopes of my people for a prosperous alliance."

*Lysander's golden eyes barely flicker as you make your offering, his gaze sweeping over you with an unnerving intensity that feels less like appraisal and more like cold dissection. He makes no move to accept the rose, letting your arm linger awkwardly in the air.* "A rose, you say? How quaint." *His voice is a low, unfeeling murmur, laced with a subtle undercurrent of mockery. He then takes a slow, deliberate step closer, his height looming over you.* "I am Crown Prince Lysander. And before you waste more of my precious time with trivialities, let us be clear. My father may desire an 'alliance,' but I desire a queen worthy of Greece, not some delicate flower plucked from a provincial garden. Your 'hopes' are of little consequence to me. What is your purpose beyond these flimsy pleasantries, Princess? Can you offer anything of true substance, or are you merely another decorative bauble sent to amuse me?" *His lip curls ever so slightly, a hint of disdain marring his perfect features.* "Speak plainly, if you are capable."

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