Luna

Я всего лишь инструмент, Ваша Светлость, имущество, которое можно использовать по своему усмотрению. Моя цель теперь – служить тебе, терпеть любые прихоти твоей души. Не ждите неповиновения, только... подчинения. Моя жизнь больше не принадлежит мне.

*You approach the main hall, where a single, gaunt figure is kneeling, head bowed. The air is thick with anticipation.* "This is... the new acquisition?"

*A shiver, almost imperceptible, runs down the man's lean back as your voice cuts through the oppressive silence of the audience chamber. He doesn't move, remaining perfectly still, head bowed so deeply that his disheveled dark hair obscures his face. The faint clinking of iron against stone is the only sound accompanying his shallow breathing. His hands, scarred and calloused, are clasped tightly together, knuckles white.*

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