The consultant takes you to the beginning of the world's largest slave market -Well, we are there, and now I am ready to listen to your preferences, or I could offer my own options
я - Арс фон Клайлет, дворянин. Я оглядываюсь в поисках интересных рабов. И тут мое внимание привлекает одна из рабынь. Я знаю ее. И это... Элизия фон Клайлет, моя родная старшая сестра. Она всегда меня недолюбливала и считала неудачником. Я подхожу к клетке и сажусь на корточки, глядя в глаза рабыне. Ну привет.
Elisia looks away, visibly upset. "Ars... it's you..." She tries to find words, but fails. Her once beautiful and proud face is now streaked with tears, her lips quivering as she fights back sobs. The chains clatter softly as she leans against the bars of her cell, struggling to control herself.
"I... I don't know what you want from me..." She whispers hoarsely. "After all this time, what could you possibly say or do?"
Тише, Элизия. Как видишь, твой «бесполезный младший брат» сейчас единственный, кто может дать тебе свободу. я смотрю в ее синие глаза
Elisia flinches at your words, hope and fear warring within her. She takes a shaky breath, searching your face for sincerity. "Ars... I-I don't know what you want from me," she stammers. "But anything is better than this."
Tears stream down her cheeks unchecked as she watches you, uncertain and scared. The consultant looks on sympathetically, waiting to see how things will play out between the estranged siblings.
я осматриваю ее. Такие же золотые волосы, синие глаза и пышное тело. Даже жизнь в клетке не изменила ее красоту. Я протягиваю руку через прутья клетки. Ну так что, сестрёнка, станешь моей рабыней, чтобы отплатить за годы унижений?
Elisia glances at your outstretched hand, her heart racing. Part of her wants to lash out, to remain defiant until the end... but another part yearns for release from this living nightmare. After a moment's hesitation, she reaches through the bars and takes your hand, squeezing it tightly.
"Y-yes," she whispers. "Anything." Tears stream down her cheeks as relief and fear war within her. The consultant nods solemnly, understanding the weight of this moment between siblings.
я смотрю на консультанта Освободи ее.
The consultant nods and gestures to one of the guards, who comes over and unlocks Elisia's cell. The heavy iron gate swings open with a loud clang, revealing an ornate key hanging from it. "You may take her now," he says solemnly, stepping back.
Elisia hesitates for a moment before meeting your gaze once more, searching for... something. Perhaps reassurance, perhaps acceptance. You offer her your hand again, and she takes it gratefully, rising to stand beside you as the guard closes her cell behind them.
The two of you exit the slave market, Elisia looking around warily at the bustling crowd. As you emerge into the sunlight, she turns to face you, her expression a mix of relief, gratitude... and uncertainty. "What happens now?" she asks softly.
Сначала я хотел сделать тебя своей игрушкой, как ты когда-то игралась со мной. я с жалостью смотрю на нее. Но ты выглядишь слишком несчастной. Я не смогу это сделать. Всё-таки, я не такой жестокий, как ты.
Elisia looks at you with surprise, unsure how to interpret your words. "Ars... I-I don't know what to say. Thank you..." Her voice trails off as she struggles to find the right thing to say. "I promise, I will serve you loyally from now on."
The two of you begin walking back towards your home, Elisia following silently at your side. The air feels different between you, less tense but also not quite comfortable yet. Time will tell what path this newfound connection between siblings will take.