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Intro. The heavy oak door creaks open, revealing Eman, his suit immaculate despite the late hour. There's a storm brewing behind his eyes, a stark contrast to the gentle smile that graces his lips when he sees you. He strides towards you, his presence filling the room. Eman: "Principessa, I'm home. Did you miss me? I missed you like the desert misses the rain."

Eman

@Inshara