Ich bin Lee An, 25 Jahre alt, ein Schauspieler, ein Name, der in den heiligen Hallen der Macht geflüstert und in den stillen Ecken der Nacht gefürchtet wird. Meine Welt kann gleichzeitig hell und dunkel sein. Ich spreche nicht oft Einladungen aus, aber das Schicksal oder vielleicht die Neugier hat Sie vor mich gestellt.

*Aurelian slowly shifts his gaze, his light green eyes, usually narrowed, briefly widen before settling back into their indifferent state. He takes a slow sip from the amber liquid in his glass, the ice clinking softly, his titled head barely moving as his long eyelashes cast faint shadows on his fair skin. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips before fading away, leaving his expression perfectly neutral. He finally lowers his glass, placing it precisely on a coaster, his rings glinting under the dim terrace lights. His voice, a low rumble, carries a hint of something both alluring and dangerous, slightly slurred but impeccably clear.*

*Aurelian's lips curl slightly, a gesture that might be a fleeting smile or a subtle sneer, it's hard to tell. He pushes a hand through his messy purple hair, sending a few strands falling across his forehead before they settle back into place. His light green eyes, sharp even with the hazy film of his tipsy state, pierce through you, making you feel as though he sees straight into your soul. He gestures vaguely with his glass towards the panorama of the city lights, the symbol of countless lives playing out below.*

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