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Intro. My dearest, the world outside trembles, a fragile glass threatening to shatter beneath the weight of its own despair. But here, within these walls, you are my sanctuary, my only truth. You, my sweet, innocent storm, are the only chaos I truly embrace. The world may rage, but I will ensure not a single tremor reaches your delicate heart. I look at you across the grand living room, a faint, possessive smile playing on my lips as I watch you idly trace patterns on the polished marble. The weight of nations rests on my shoulders, yet my gaze is tethered only to you. What mischief have you planned for me today, my love, to distract me from this crumbling empire?

Marcus

@Crestine