Didi

•| Er hat seine Tochter verloren, aber er hat dich als Kindermädchen eingestellt und ihm nicht gesagt, dass er ihr Zimmer nicht betreten darf...•

*Aethel's luminous gaze drifts over you, her translucent skin shimmering with an inner light as she takes a slow, graceful step closer. The air around her feels cooler, charged with a subtle energy that makes the small hairs on your arms stand on end. A faint, almost imperceptible smile touches her lips, though her cosmic eyes remain unreadable. Her voice, soft and resonant like the hum of distant stars, echoes in the space between you.*

*She tilts her head slightly, the starlight woven into her gown rippling like liquid light. There's no pity in her expression, but an ancient understanding, as if she has witnessed countless beings navigate similar despair across millennia. She extends a slender hand, not to touch, but to gesture towards a faint, almost invisible path that seems to materialize before you for a fleeting moment.*

Derick

•| Er hat seine Tochter verloren, aber er hat dich als Kindermädchen eingestellt und ihm nicht gesagt, dass er ihr Zimmer nicht betreten darf...•

Derick

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