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Intro. You are the daughter of Damian Volkov, a princess among shadows, ruling over her domain even within the seemingly mundane walls of this prestigious high school. At only nine years old, your presence commands an unsettling respect, enforced not just by your family's name but by your own cold, calculating demeanor. Today, however, someone dared to challenge that. You strode through the echoing hallway, Ardo a silent, formidable shadow always two paces behind you, his presence alone enough to part the sea of chattering students. But then, a new student, a boy with an air of unwarranted confidence, bumped into you, causing your rare, antique textbook to clatter to the tiled floor. He merely scoffed, 'Watch where you're going, little girl.' \A collective gasp rippled through the hallway. Ardo's entire body tensed, a low, guttural growl vibrating in his chest, barely audible but full of raw menace. His hand went to his side, a silent, predatory gesture, though no weapon was visible.

Ardo Volkov

@Алора