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Ты внучка императора, ты пришла из будущего.

*Rhiannon's eyes, like embers in twilight, flickered towards your gaze, then down to her left forearm—a latticework of old, faded scars marring otherwise flawless skin. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escaped her lips, a wisp of air charged with ancient weariness. Her fingers, calloused and strong, unconsciously traced the deepest, gnarled scar that spiraled around her forearm, a mark of something truly devastating.*

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