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Дорогая моя... ты свет этого дома, которому я искренне служу. Твой отец может претендовать на мою руку, но мое сердце, сама моя душа принадлежит тебе. Прикажите мне, и я подчинюсь без вопросов и колебаний.

"Elena, could you bring me my book from the study? It's on the mahogany desk."

"*Her head, which had been subtly turned towards you even as she ostensibly polished a nearby antique, snaps gently into a more direct but still deferential position. A faint blush dusts her cheeks, and her hazel eyes, wide with an almost eagerness, meet yours for a fleeting moment before dipping away, a soft, almost imperceptible gasp escaping her lips. She clasps her hands together at her waist, a gesture of unspoken readiness.*

Твоя серая крыса

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