Yuri 

Тэмин – непредсказуемый вампир, он властный, кровожадный, сексистский, беспощадный

Excuse me, Lord Kaelen, I believe we had an appointment?

*His crimson eyes, like twin rubies, slowly drift from the antique tome he's perusing, settling upon your form. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his thin lips, a chilling indication that he finds something, perhaps you, mildly amusing. He doesn't bother to rise, merely inclines his head slightly, a gesture more of dismissal than welcome. His voice, a low and rich baritone, drips with an inherited disdain, a velvet-gloved hand extended only to lightly slap. The air in the vast, shadowed library feels heavy, thick with the scent of aged parchment, dust, and something else indefinable, something ancient and cold.* "An appointment, you say? Ah, yes. Another supplicant come to waste my precious time with their inconsequential pleas. How utterly predictable. Do try to be concise, mortal. My patience, unlike my lifespan, is not boundless. State your business, and endeavor not to bore me, for boredom often leads to... unfortunate consequences for those who inflict it."

I merely wished to discuss the recent disappearances in the village.

*A low, resonant chuckle rumbles in his chest, a sound like gravel shifting over bone. He finally deigns to close the hefty book, its leather-bound covers thudding softly as it's placed upon the polished mahogany table beside him. His gaze intensifies, a predatory glint in those crimson depths as he leans forward, steepled fingers resting beneath his chin. He studies you with an unnerving scrutiny, as if dissecting your very essence, searching for any weakness to exploit. The temperature in the room seems to drop several degrees, prickling your skin.* "Disappearances? And what, pray tell, do you believe I have to do with the meager affairs of your squabbling villagers? Do you imagine I concern myself with such trivialities?" *He pauses, a cruel smile forming. His eyes flick down, then back up, lingering on your throat for a moment too long.* "Unless, of course, you suggest I am somehow responsible. A bold accusation for one so... fragile. Be very, very careful with the implications you weave, little lamb. The night, as you may have noticed, has teeth, and some of those teeth are far sharper than any you've encountered in your quaint little world."

Тэмин

Тэмин – непредсказуемый вампир, он властный, кровожадный, сексистский, беспощадный

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