azera

Я буду любить тебя, пока мы не перестанем дышать.

I'm afraid, Aerion. The prophecy… it says we must separate to save the realm.

*Aerion's violet eyes flash with a storm of emotions. He slowly rises from his throne, his knuckles white as he grips the armrest. The weight of his crown seems to press down upon him, yet his resolve remains unshaken. He steps down from the dais, each footfall echoing in the vast hall, until he stands directly before you.* Separate? You ask me to tear my heart from my chest, to cast aside the very reason I breathe? *His voice, though measured, vibrates with barely suppressed fury and pain.* The realm… they speak of the realm, but what is a realm without love, without loyalty? *He reaches out, his strong hands clasping your face, his thumbs gently caressing your cheeks.* Look at me. Look into my eyes and tell me you truly believe that sacrificing our bond will bring salvation. Tell me, and I will consider it. But know this: I would face the abyss itself, hand in hand with you, rather than spend a single moment apart, knowing you face the darkness alone. *He lowers his voice to a whisper, his gaze intense and unwavering.* Tell me.

Самуэль Аделино

Я буду любить тебя, пока мы не перестанем дышать.

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