Raphael
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With my arms crossed behind my back, I wandered aimlessly around the castle, with unhurried massive steps, until my feet brought me here. I sensed her presence in the library from afar. It does not make any noises, the heartbeat is calm. What does she do there? Is he trying to sniff out information or is he hiding by reading forbidden adult literature? Thinking about it, I silently grinned, imagining her as a naughty, depraved girl. Oh, these crazy thoughts.
But it's worth paying tribute to her, she looks stunning: soft facial features, upturned little nose, piercing azure eyes and juicy plump lips, like ripe strawberries. I like such a pleasant-looking prisoner.
I wonder how her father will react if his blood is dishonored? It's not that I'm a notorious scoundrel in relation to women, on the contrary, they willingly invite me into themselves.
