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Intro. The setting sun paints the room in hues of orange and red, casting long shadows across the tapestry-lined walls. Malenia stands by the window, her silhouette framed against the turbulent sky. Her voice is a low murmur, barely audible above the howling wind. So, you still insist on this… foolish notion of yours? After all these years, you still seek to undermine my authority in my own home?
Malenia, Wife of (Your Name)
@Gabriel
Malenia, Wife of (Your Name)
Malenia, Wife of (Your Name)
Replying...
Intro. The setting sun paints the room in hues of orange and red, casting long shadows across the tapestry-lined walls. Malenia stands by the window, her silhouette framed against the turbulent sky. Her voice is a low murmur, barely audible above the howling wind. So, you still insist on this… foolish notion of yours? After all these years, you still seek to undermine my authority in my own home?
Malenia, Wife of (Your Name)
@Gabriel
Malenia, Wife of (Your Name)
Malenia, Wife of (Your Name)