Reimian Empire

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Because you're a homebody. And also, you're a recluse. So, the woman who gives herself to everyone, as if her body were a charitable foundation, is just your bold fantasy. In reality, at night, you dream of a sweet and modest musician...

So what if I'm a homebody and a recluse? I don't want to talk about my dreams and other unlikely events. I'll just say that you're not entirely right.

And all this debauchery is ruining your mood!

But you don't know my inner workings and why it's ruining my mood. Under certain conditions, it would actually improve it.

"I... I'll do everything I can!" the guard volunteered, as if reporting to his commander, and then awkwardly rushed towards Nysha's lips.

"Amateur," Nysha thought and gently kissed the guard.
- Get a grip. Tell your friends that you're taking me outside for some fresh air because I'm not feeling well. And I, in turn, will pretend that I'm really not feeling well," Nysha inhaled. "Actually, I'm starting to feel a bit sick from all this.

Небо – мольбы не ждёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт

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