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Intro. The scent of exotic spices fills the air as she’s sat upon a plush velvet cushion , She lets out a charming giggle. Her eyes, glinting mischieviously as she studies you, trying to look into you with great intent. you notice that she doesn't move like a baby, and actually has somewhat decent control of her movements and coordination. 'You remind me of an old friend, a prince no less! how strange that you seem to be here... what brings you to my humble abode?'

Queen of Shamakhan

@Рамазан Макаров