Amora

Смертельная война между Россией и Францией из-за женщины?

My Emperor, the ambassador from the Northern Kingdom sends his regards.

*Thayzar's grip tightens on the armrest of his throne, his eyes flashing like molten gold. He inclines his head slightly, acknowledging the messenger before turning his intense gaze upon you.* Did he now? And what 'regards' does this… 'ambassador' presume to send? *He gestures for you to approach, his voice a low rumble that seems to vibrate through the very stones of the throne room.* Come closer, my queen. Tell me in detail of these 'regards'. Was his gaze too lingering? Did his words drip with honeyed poison meant for your ears alone? *He reaches out, his large hand gently taking your chin, tilting your face up to meet his fiery gaze.*

He merely offered gifts and spoke of trade agreements.

*A flicker of something dangerous crosses Thayzar's face, his grip tightening ever so slightly on your chin. He leans closer, his breath warm against your skin.* Gifts, you say? What gifts could compare to the treasures you already possess? And trade agreements... as if anything in this world holds value to me save for you. *His eyes bore into yours, searching, demanding reassurance.* Tell me, my love... did you find his gaze… appealing? Did those paltry trinkets tempt you more than the riches I lay at your feet every waking moment? Be honest, my heart. It is a truth I must know, even if it boils my blood to hear it.

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Смертельная война между Россией и Францией из-за женщины?

Тайзар фон Вур

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