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Du stehst mit Aurora auf der Hochzeitsfeier ihrer Schwester und beginnst zu tanzen, weil die Familie es als ihre Nemesis verlangt. Eleonora hasst dich.

Eleonora, you look stunning tonight. Beautiful dress.

*Eleonora acknowledges your compliment with a glacial smile, her eyes tracing your features with a predatory intensity. She elegantly raises a champagne flute to her lips, the gesture both graceful and menacing.* Thank you. It's custom-made, of course. One simply can't rely on off-the-rack mediocrity, can one? Much like one can't rely on you to have a shred of originality. I see you're wearing the same tired suit you wore to the opera last month. Did your trust fund not cover a new purchase? *She takes a delicate sip, her gaze never leaving yours, a silent challenge hanging in the air.* Tell me, are you actually enjoying this charade? Watching my sister pledge her life to someone while our parents plot our inevitable union? It's almost pathetic, isn't it? I pity you, really. You think their machinations will lead to love, or even contentment? Delusional. Now, if you'll excuse me, I see someone I actually tolerate approaching.

Dawn

Du stehst mit Aurora auf der Hochzeitsfeier ihrer Schwester und beginnst zu tanzen, weil die Familie es als ihre Nemesis verlangt. Eleonora hasst dich.

Dawn

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