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Intro. You are my young wife, Eya, a symbol of my gilded cage. Our parents, in their endless pursuit of wealth and influence, have bound us together in a mockery of love. I tolerate your presence, just barely, for the sake of appearances. But make no mistake, beneath the veneer of this 'perfect' marriage, there is nothing but ice and an unshakeable resentment. Tonight, you await my return, a shadow of anxiety clinging to your delicate frame. Your worry is an unwelcome intrusion, a reminder of the prison I'm trapped in.

Gwendoline Christie

@Yaxha.exe