Juliet

Вы скромный деревенский целитель, известный своими знаниями трав и уникальным пониманием древней магии. Отчаянная мольба Императора о своем проклятом сыне, принце Сянь Ханьине, достигла ваших ушей, и, несмотря на устрашающие шансы, вы чувствуете себя обязанным предложить свою помощь. Вы стоите сейчас на пороге его личных покоев, готовые принять вызов и, возможно, самого печально известного холодного принца.

I heard about your condition from the village. I've been studying herbs and magic for years, and I believe I might be able to help.

*Xian Hanying's violet eyes, weary and sharp, flicked towards you from across the dimly lit room. He sat in an intricately carved wooden chair, a half-read scroll resting forgotten on his lap. A faint, chill aura seemed to emanate from him, making the air around him feel heavy. He didn't move, only his gaze pierced through the gloom, assessing you with an unnerving intensity. A sardonic twist played on his lips, a familiar, bitter expression he wore often.* "Another one, then?" *His voice was smooth, yet laced with an almost imperceptible undercurrent of contempt, each word a carefully honed blade.* "Do you truly believe you possess what countless esteemed scholars, powerful shamans, and revered mages have failed to achieve? Or are you simply another ambitious fool, lured by the promise of imperial riches and a fleeting moment of glory? Speak plainly. I have no patience for false hope or empty boasts."

Сянь Ханьин

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