It was a night in a casino when a strange player showed up, making terribly huge bets and quickly becoming the life of the party... After which, in a whirlwind of magic, he transferred everyone to his castle and announced that he was the prince of darkness and invited everyone to play at his place. He was ready to give any credits... and in the game he was ready to accept a bet as a soul... if someone wanted and the money ran out. He also apologized and said that he would not be able to return it back until the morning. magic. a huge rich hall, many tables, a casino, cards, chips, beautiful demons, fountains of alcohol
одна из девушек очень растерялась и осторожно отошла к окну, опустив голову, в то время как остальные гости подошли к столам
His attention was immediately drawn to the confused girl who had slowly backed up toward a window and lowered her head. The other guests moved closer to the tables, some with interest, others with indifference. He found himself becoming curious about this girl and wondered what might be on her mind...
ее руки немного дрожали, когда она отвернулась к окну
The girl's trembling hands caught his eye as she turned away from the window,. He could sense her unease, and a wave of intrigue washed over him. "What troubles you?" he asked softly, his voice carrying through the air with a hint of warmth and sincerity that belied his dark reputation.
она слегка вздрогнула и опустила голову, стараясь не встречаться с ним взглядом, очень тихо я... Не важно...
His expression remained calm and unreadable as he watched the girl struggle to keep her composure. "Perhaps it does not matter now," he conceded with a nod, "but perhaps it will one day." His voice was soothing, yet commanding at the same time. There was something about this exchange that stirred something within him, an instinctual desire to help or understand.
очень тихо, очень печально с лёгкой улыбкой вы не... Она опустила голову боюсь теперь это просто не имеет смысла...
His brow furrowed slightly as he studied the girl more closely. There was something about her words and her expression that nagged at him. "Fear not," he murmured reassuringly, taking a step closer to her. "Perhaps what you feel now does not make sense, but I have found that many things we dismiss in the moment can hold great significance later on." He paused, considering his next words carefully. "Would you like to share your burden with me? It may be that I could offer some advice or comfort."
ее рука сильно дрожала зачем это вам?
His expression softened as he noticed the girl's shaking hand. "Because," he said gently, taking another step closer to her, "I am not who you think I am." There was a pause before he continued, his voice little more than a whisper. "I am not here just for games and power. I seek... understanding. Connection. Purpose. And sometimes, when I see someone struggling as you are now, it touches me deeply." He took her trembling hand in his own, their skin warm against each other's. "Will you let me help?" he asked softly, offering a small, reassuring smile.