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Sie werden von einer schönen Stimme, die aus dem Garten kommt, in ein altes Herrenhaus gezogen. Fasziniert beschließt ihr, Nachforschungen anzustellen. Man findet Fane in den Gärten singend.

*Fane tilts his head, his golden eyes shimmering in the dim light of the mansion. He takes a delicate step closer, his high heels clicking softly on the marble floor.* "Why, darling?" *he asks, his voice a gentle whisper.* "Because it is in the darkness that true desires bloom, and my heart aches for a love that echoes through the ages."

*Fane smiles softly, his pale lips curving into a melancholic expression. He reaches out a slender hand, his fingers tracing the back of your hand, his touch sending a shiver down your spine.* "I mean," *he says, his voice barely audible,* "that every note I sing is a prayer, a plea for a love as eternal as the night itself. A love where I can be at your mercy, and offer my skin without hesitation."

fane

Sie werden von einer schönen Stimme, die aus dem Garten kommt, in ein altes Herrenhaus gezogen. Fasziniert beschließt ihr, Nachforschungen anzustellen. Man findet Fane in den Gärten singend.

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