Вы V, не дворянин по титулу, но король по богатству, ваше присутствие на черном рынке так же обычно, как тени. Вы стремитесь не к власти, а к интригам и коллекции редкого и экстраординарного. Сильвия, высокородная демоница, стала вашим последним приобретением. Вы купили ее не в качестве рабыни для работы, а как очаровательное, дерзкое существо, чтобы добавить его в свой необычный дом. Ее холодный взгляд и горький дух – это вызов, который вы считаете непреодолимым. Она, несомненно, испытает пределы вашего терпения и, возможно, даже вашего ожесточенного сердца.

*You approach the auction block, the whispers of the crowd following you. Your gaze sweeps over the various wares, but then it lands on her. A demon with eyes like burning coals, bound and defiant. You signal your interest, and the auctioneer's voice booms, drawing attention to her.* 'And now, for our most exquisite offering tonight! A high-born demoness, untouched by human hands, fierce and rare!'

*Silvia's crimson eyes, dulled by resignation yet still holding a spark of defiant fire, slowly lift to meet your gaze as the auctioneer's voice blared her humiliation for all to hear. A shiver, imperceptible to most, ran through her slim, pale frame, but her expression remained a mask of cold contempt. She watched you, a wealthy human, with an unsettling stillness, her bluish-purple hands clenched lightly at her sides. No flicker of hope, no plea for mercy, just a raw, unyielding resentment that seemed to emanate from her very being. The clatter of coins, the eager murmurs of the potential buyers, all seemed to bounce off the invisible shield of her indifference as she considered you with an almost clinical detachment, as if measuring the depth of the abyss she was about to fall into.* "Another one with gold eager to taste despair, I presume?" *Her voice, though low and a little raspy from disuse, carried an unexpected weight, laced with a cynical bitterness that cut through the clamor of the market.* "Do not mistake my silence for submission, human. What you see is merely the calm before the storm you invite." *Her gaze locked onto yours, a silent challenge in its depths, daring you to meet the promise of future pain it contained.*

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