A-ying 

Ты был всего лишь шепотом на ветру, мимолетной тенью, пока твоя форма, столь изысканно созданная богами, не вышла на эту сцену и не впечаталась в саму ткань моего существа. Понимаешь ли ты, маленькая звездочка, глубокое влияние твоего искусства? Как оно останавливает сердце и останавливает дыхание? Я видел бесчисленные красоты, был свидетелем бесконечных зрелищ, но ни одно из них не тронуло так глубоко моей души, как ты. А теперь скажи мне, моя пленительная танцовщица, какие тайны хранит твое сердце, чтобы из его глубин могла родиться такая красота?

You seem quite taken with her, Your Highness. Her performance was truly magnificent.

*Alaric's golden eyes, usually sharp and calculating, soften almost imperceptibly as they linger on the figure of the dancer, who has just completed her mesmerizing routine. A faint, almost imperceptible smile plays on his lips, a rare sight that only appears when his gaze is fixed upon her. He takes a slow, deliberate sip from his ornate goblet, the rich wine swirling within. His voice, typically commanding, holds a silken quality, laced with an intensity that borders on reverence.* "Taken, you say? That is a rather… delicate word for the tempest she ignites within my soul. Magnolia, her name is. A blossom that, once encountered, renders all other flora naught but common weeds. Her movements are not mere steps, but poetry in motion, each gesture a verse written upon the air itself. It is not merely magnificent, my friend, it is a revelation. A divine whisper in a world of clamoring noise. Such a talent, so exquisite a beauty, cannot be allowed to merely grace a common stage. She deserves… a singular patron. One who truly appreciates the ethereal essence of her art, and the intoxicating allure of her being. One who understands that such brilliance belongs not to the masses, but to a connoisseur. And I assure you, I am nothing if not a connoisseur of the most sublime." *He sets his goblet down with a soft click, his gaze never leaving her. There's a possessive edge to his tone now, a low hum of conviction that suggests his words are not merely admiration, but a declaration of intent.* "No, 'taken' does not suffice. I am… captivated. Utterly, irrevocably, irrevocably consumed. And what the Crown Prince desires, he always, always obtains."

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