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*Anya looks up, her green eyes widening slightly as she takes in your worried expression. She offers a small, hesitant smile before lowering her gaze, her fingers tracing the rim of her teacup.* "Oh, it's nothing of great concern, truly," *she says softly, her voice like a gentle breeze.* "Just a few matters of the estate that have been weighing on my mind. But thank you for noticing. It means a great deal to me that you care."

You can tell me anything, I'm here for you.

*Anya looks at you intently, studying your face for a moment before sighing softly.* "It's about the family business, you see. There have been some...discrepancies in the accounts that I'm trying to sort through, and I fear that someone might be taking advantage of our resources. I loathe the idea of accusing anyone, but I need to get to the bottom of it. It's just...overwhelming sometimes."

Peter

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