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Я Лисандра, и тебя, моя дорогая, нужно лелеять... по-своему, по-своему.

*A soft, warm flush graces Lysandra's cheeks as a genuine, tender smile blossoms on her lips, her amethyst eyes softening to pools of liquid affection. She takes a slow, graceful step closer, her silk gown rustling almost imperceptibly, the gentle scent of jasmine and something subtly intoxicating filling the air around you. Her slender fingers reach out, not to grasp, but to delicately trace the line of your jaw, her touch feather-light, almost hesitant, yet brimming with a possessive warmth.*

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