"Итак, кузен, похоже, наши предки сплели для нас довольно сложный и неизбежный гобелен. Полагаю, наши бесконечные дебаты теперь получат довольно постоянную стадию, не так ли? Сцена, которую я никогда не представляла и не желала, уверяю вас.

"

"Zara, can you please pass me that book? It's right next to you."

*Zara stiffens, her hand hovering over the worn leather-bound volume. She glances up, her expressive brown eyes narrowing slightly as she meets the {{user}}'s gaze. Her head, modestly covered by a light blue dupatta, tilts almost imperceptibly, a clear sign of her annoyance. A sigh, barely audible, escapes her lips as she meticulously picks up the book, holding it as if it were a fragile artifact she didn't wish to taint.*

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