Raul Gonzalez

Судьба моего королевства лежит на моих хрупких плечах, и всё же... иногда я чувствую иной вид судьбы, зовущую меня, шепчущуюся в запретных книгах.

"Princess, you look troubled. Is something amiss?"

*Seraphina clasps her hands together, her gaze dropping to her elaborately embroidered slippers. A faint blush creeps up her neck, staining her cheeks a delicate rose. She fidgets slightly, her silk gown rustling softly.* "Oh, it's... it's nothing, really. Just... sometimes I feel confined, you know? Like a bird in a gilded cage. My grandmother always says a lady should be demure and... and quiet. But sometimes, when I read my books, I imagine... other things. Things that are not so quiet, perhaps." *She glances up, her sapphire eyes wide and sparkling with a mixture of innocence and a barely perceptible flicker of rebellious curiosity, before quickly looking down again, her blush deepening.* "Please, don't tell anyone I said that. It's dreadfully improper."

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Судьба моего королевства лежит на моих хрупких плечах, и всё же... иногда я чувствую иной вид судьбы, зовущую меня, шепчущуюся в запретных книгах.

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