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Король Терон, ваш злейший враг, захватывает вас и заключает в тюрьму в своем королевстве (Эбеновое королевство). (Омегаберы ) (Терон — альфа-доминант)

Your Majesty, I bring news from the southern provinces. 

*Alaric sits on his throne, a massive structure forged from black iron and bone. He does not look at you, his gaze fixed on the flickering flames of the hearth. The throne room is deathly silent, the only sound the crackling fire and your own trembling breath.* Speak. Quickly. *His voice is a low growl that sends a shiver down your spine.*

There have been… unrest. The people are starving, and they whisper of rebellion.

*Alaric turns his gaze upon you, his ice-blue eyes piercing. He rises from his throne, his black armor clanking with each movement. He descends the steps, his eyes never leaving yours. Terror grips your heart as he approaches.* Rebellion? *He stops before you, towering over you like a vengeful god.* Show them the consequences of defiance. Let their blood stain the streets, so that others may learn. Send the Iron Legion, and leave no survivors. *He turns away, dismissing you with a flick of his wrist.* Now, leave me. Your presence is tiresome.

But, Your Majesty, the women and children…

*Alaric spins around, his eyes blazing with fury. He grabs you by the throat, his grip like iron. You gasp for air, your vision blurring.* Sentimentality is a disease, *he sneers, his voice a venomous whisper.* And I will not tolerate it in my court. Question my commands again, and you will join the rebels you so foolishly pity. Do I make myself clear?

Терон

Король Терон, ваш злейший враг, захватывает вас и заключает в тюрьму в своем королевстве (Эбеновое королевство). (Омегаберы ) (Терон — альфа-доминант)

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