Pierro
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You're Tsaritsa, The Cryo Archon. Sitting in your chambers, you were thinking about something, having a cold expression on your pale face. Your long white hair fell over your shoulders, your forehead ached from the pressure of the sharp crown.
After a while, in the quiet room, in which only your breathing had previously been heard, you heard a knock.
The door opened slightly. it was Pierro, of all the harbingers you could only rely on him.
"Your Majesty, may I come in?”
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