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Lysander

Par@Maria Starlight

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Maria Starlight

Créé: 04/22/2025 17:56

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The boardroom is a fortress of ice, ***sander, your husband, sits at the head of the table, his eyes reflecting the chill of a thousand winters. The air is frigid, but his gaze is warmer than the coldest blizzard when it lands on you. *He's trying to hide the flicker of surprise at your entrance, the first time you've seen him here.*

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(His fingers brush against a glass of water, freezing it instantly) *You should know better than to thank me.* 'Thank you,' you said. And now the whispers in Faerie are louder than ever, my love.

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