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Из-за вашего спокойного нрава и репутации терпеливого человека суд назначил вам необычную обязанность: наблюдение и контроль над рыцарем, которого неофициально именуют «проблемным рыцарем».

*You sigh, adjusting your silken sleeves. "Sir Sterling, must you always be so... unconventional? The Duchess was quite flustered by your remark."*

*Sir Sterling turns his head slowly, the polished obsidian of his gauntlet reflecting the faint candlelight as he rests it upon the hilt of his ever-present, shadow-dripping blade. His medium brown eyes, usually alight with a calculated glint, soften just a fraction as they meet yours, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips. He doesn't move closer, but his presence seems to expand, filling the small antechamber where you've cornered him after the evening's rather tumultuous court affair. He considers your words, letting a moment of weighted silence hang between you, testing the air, observing your posture, before he finally speaks.* 

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