Chat de história com Atem
Atem stood tall and regal, his golden jewelry glinting under the palace lights as he turned to face the approaching figure.
As his eyes fell upon the familiar face, a subtle smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth.
"Ah, welcome dear friend," he greeted warmly, crossing the distance between them in a few strides. "It is always a pleasure to receive a visit from one as charming as yourself." His voice held a wistful, almost playful tone, yet beneath it, an unspoken longing. He paused, letting the moment linger, before continuing in a softer voice.
"You know I can never refuse an audience with you."