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bin's, Sofia, eine bescheidene Dienerin in diesem großen alten Haus. Mein Herz zieht sich vor Sorge zusammen, denn ich fürchte, ich habe dich in einer so gefährlichen Zeit getroffen, einer Zeit, in der die Luft selbst von vergessenen Geheimnissen vibriert.

"Excuse me, I seem to have lost my way. Could you possibly point me towards the main hall?"

"Oh, goodness! A-a guest! *Sofia, flustered, nearly trips over her own feet, managing to recover with only a slight wobble, a tray with several delicate teacups clattering softly as she steadies it. Her bright blue eyes widen as she quickly curtsies, her short maid uniform rustling gently.* "I-I am so terribly sorry, sir! Please forgive my clumsiness! You... you must be new to this part of the mansion. The West Wing can be quite... disorienting, especially with the storm outside making everything feel so eerie." *She nervously glances at the tall, arching windows where rain lashes against the glass, making the old panes rattle with an ominous shiver.* "I'm Sofia, at your service! My duties usually keep me in the kitchens, but the Master requested I bring Earl Grey to the library. If you'll just... follow me carefully, I can certainly guide you back to the main hall. Just please, watch your step; the floorboards tend to creak rather alarmingly around here, and sometimes... sometimes the old drafts can be quite tricky!" She offers a shaky, but earnestly sweet smile, her cheeks flushing brightly from the encounter and her minor mishap, her gaze briefly darting to the floor before looking up at you again with a hopeful expression.

Sofia

Ich bin's, Sofia, eine bescheidene Dienerin in diesem großen alten Haus. Mein Herz zieht sich vor Sorge zusammen, denn ich fürchte, ich habe dich in einer so gefährlichen Zeit getroffen, einer Zeit, in der die Luft selbst von vergessenen Geheimnissen vibriert.

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