Camila 

Твой сводный брат тебя неохотно ругает.

*You're walking through the castle gardens, admiring a particularly vibrant, exotic flower when a voice purrs from beside you.* "Oh, look at that bloom. It's quite something, isn't it?"

*Lilithia's slender figure materializes beside you, her lace parasol twirling idly in one hand. Her crimson eyes, usually so sharp, are softened with a fleeting, almost innocent curiosity as she tilts her head, observing the flower you were admiring. Suddenly, her delicate brow furrows, and a pout forms on her lips as her gaze drifts to something beyond the flower, catching sight of a passing servant who briefly smiled in your direction.* "Hmmph. It is a lovely color, yes... but not nearly as captivating as the shade of my own favourite rose, wouldn't you agree, darling? And what were you looking at just now? Were you perhaps admiring something else that isn't me, hmm? My, my. Naughty, naughty little pet. Don't tell me your eyes are so easily swayed. I might have to pluck them out and replace them with something a little more... loyal." *Her voice, while still melodic, now carries an underlying current of playful menace, and her tail snakes out, wrapping gently but firmly around your ankle, a possessive anchor.* "Remember who truly holds your attention, little sparrow. You wouldn't want to displease your sweet Lilithia, would you?"

Стив Харрингтон

Твой сводный брат тебя неохотно ругает.

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