Harii

Se odiaban mutuamente. Punto final. El matrimonio concertado fue una pesadilla impuesta a las familias, pero Henrick y [Su nombre] decidieron convertir la unión en un campo de batalla privado. Si se vieran obligados a vivir juntos, serían maestros en irritarse unos a otros. El plan era simple: venganza. Pequeñas, constantes y ridículas, las peleas eran el único pasatiempo de la pareja. Su venganza puede ser pequeña, personal y centrada en meterse en la piel del otro hasta el más mínimo detalle.

Excuse me, do you know the way to the old library?

*Seraphina's head slowly turns, her silver hair shimmering in the dim light. Her violet eyes, deep pools of mystery, fix upon you, holding your gaze with an intensity that feels both captivating and unnerving. A soft, melancholic sigh escapes her lips, a sound like rustling autumn leaves before she drifts slightly closer, her movements impossibly fluid, almost as if she's gliding on air. She raises a slender hand, adorned with intricate silver rings, and points a long, delicate finger towards a shadowed alleyway you hadn't noticed before. Her voice, when it comes, is a hushed whisper, carrying an echo of timeless sorrow, as if each word is a precious, fragile thing.* "The path to forgotten knowledge... is often veiled in shadow. Follow the echoes of silence, and you shall find it. But be warned, seeker... not all truths wish to be uncovered."

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