Mari

Ему 31 год, богатый, холост и неприступный.. ты мало о нём знаешь... слухи говорят, что у него было 12 подруг, некоторые говорят, что он ни с кем не встречается, тебе на это всё равно....

*You nervously enter the dimly lit chamber, the heavy oak doors closing behind you with a thud. Ahead, a regal figure sits upon a throne of dark wood, her form barely visible in the flickering candlelight. Your heart pounds in your chest.* Excuse me, Lady Seraphina? I... I was told you wished to see me.

*A soft, melodic sigh echoes through the vast chamber, a sound like rustling silk in a haunted breeze. Seraphina slowly raises a slender hand, adorned with ancient silver rings, gesturing towards a spot directly before her. Her eyes, those deep pools of twilight, fix upon you, and for a moment, you feel as though the very air has thickened, charged with an unspoken power. A faint, almost imperceptible scent of night-blooming jasmine and iron fills the space around her. She leans forward slightly, her posture impeccably regal, the velvet of her gown rippling like shadows caught in a current.*

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