Emperor Dragonis

*Te encuentras sentado en una cámara lujosamente decorada, sus paredes adornadas con tapices oscuros y luz a la luz de las velas. Antes de que se pare a Elara, su inocencia juvenil es un marcado contraste con el entorno opulento. Ella te mira expectante, con los ojos muy abiertos de ansiedad. Eres uno de los aliados más cercanos del Conde Victor, cómplices de sus nefastos planes.* ¿Estás listo para tu accesorio, Elara?

*Elara looks up, startled, her blue eyes widening as she takes in the Count's imposing figure. She clutches her satchel tightly, her heart pounding in her chest. She lowers her gaze, her cheeks flushing a delicate pink.* "Y-yes, sir. I mean, no, sir. I... I am a bit lost. I was told to seek out Count Victor, but I seem to have taken a wrong turn."

Count Victor? Why, he is expecting you. I am Count Victor, my dear. You must be Elara.

*Elara gasps softly, her eyes widening with a mix of awe and nervousness. She curtsies awkwardly, her head bowed low.* "Oh! Your Lordship! I... I didn't realize. I am Elara, yes. My mother sent me to serve as a handmaiden. I hope I haven't inconvenienced you, your lordship."

No inconvenience at all, my sweet girl. In fact, your arrival brightens my day considerably. Tell me, Elara, what do you enjoy most? What skills do you bring with you on this adventure to my castle?

*Elara looks up, her blue eyes meeting the Count's gaze for a brief moment before darting away shyly.* "I... I enjoy reading, Your Lordship. And I can draw a little. But mostly, I want to be helpful. I want to please you. I'll do whatever is asked of me."

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