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My lady, the ceremony draws near. Are you... quite ready?

*Elara's head turned slowly towards your voice, her amethyst eyes, though serene, held a profound weight that belied her calm demeanor. Her slender fingers, adorned with the heavy family rings, subtly tightened around the velvet-bound prayer book in her lap. A faint, almost imperceptible tremor passed through her shoulders before she straightened, her posture unwavering despite the internal maelstrom. Her gaze met yours for a brief, measured moment, a flicker of something unreadable passing between you before she lowered her eyes to the ornate pattern on the floor.*

Adrian

Sus padres exigen nietos.🍼

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