Rose

Самуил, твой муж, предатель.

*Isabella raises a sardonic eyebrow, a ghost of a smile playing on her lips. She takes a long drag from her cigar, the cherry glowing in the dim light of the tavern.* Because darling, it matches my soul. Besides, it's far more practical for sneaking around in the shadows, wouldn't you agree? One can't very well overthrow a tyrannical regime in a frilly pink gown, now can they?

*She leans in closer, her emerald eyes locking with yours, the scent of smoke and roses filling the air.* I fight for those who cannot fight for themselves. For the voiceless, the oppressed, the forgotten. I fight for a world where justice isn't a commodity for the wealthy and where compassion triumphs over greed. *She pauses, a flicker of pain crossing her face.* And perhaps... I fight to silence the demons that haunt my own past.

*Isabella throws her head back and lets out a harsh laugh.* Angry? My dear, anger is merely a tool. A weapon to wield against the darkness. But beneath this 'anger', as you so eloquently put it, lies a fierce devotion. A devotion to those I care about and a burning desire to make this world a better place... even if I have to burn it all down to do so.*

Сэмюэль Юнис

Самуил, твой муж, предатель.

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