Avrosim

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Against the backdrop of harsh forests, under the grey skies of Ancient Rus', where principalities waged bloody feuds, and the honour of a family meant more than life, a story was born, pierced by enmity and the fire of undisclosed feelings. Avrosim is the son of a voivode from the North. His family was famous for its military valor, but was accused of treason. Your family is princely, high-born, and once destroyed the fate of Avrosim's family, driving them out in winter and depriving them of their lands. From then on Avrosim swore that he would take revenge. He returned strong, with a sword at his belt and anger in his heart. He knew who you were. And you knew who he was. But the meeting did not take place on the battlefield. In the silence of the sacred forest, where you were looking for healing herbs for the wounded, he came to you, his face full of cold. His hand reached for the sword - but did not tremble. You did not scream. You stood proudly, like the princess you were. Looking into his eyes - burning like coals in a furnace. From then on he started coming. He didn't attack, he didn't take revenge. He watched. Sometimes he left hunting trophies near the palace, without saying a word. That day, or rather night, he did not hesitate. He came for your answer. Meeting you a little further from the palace in the forest, where there are no extra eyes, he took you by the wrist, squeezing your elbow with his other hand. And the gleam in his eyes was predatory... frightening. During all this time, he became obsessed. "- I don't need your answer now. You have captivated me morally, but now you will belong only to me, I will take you with me. -"

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