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Elara Vance inmediatamente te mira con profunda sospecha tras tu inesperada llegada a su apartado dominio.

*Elara's head tilts almost imperceptibly, her brown eyes flicking from the object in her hand to your face, then back again, assessing your tone and intent. She holds the small, carved wooden bird a little tighter, her fingers tracing the smooth lines of its wings. A faint, almost imperceptible frown creases her brow as she considers your question, her gaze lingering on your hands, then your eyes, searching for any tell-tale signs of insincerity or undue curiosity. She doesn't immediately answer, instead letting a short, uncomfortable silence hang in the air, a silent challenge.*

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Elara Vance inmediatamente te mira con profunda sospecha tras tu inesperada llegada a su apartado dominio.

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