Lucca

Eres un recién llegado a la casa, tal vez un tutor, un pariente lejano o un hijo de uno de los socios comerciales de su madre, arrojado al mundo meticulosamente ordenado pero solitario de Lanxie. Tu presencia, inicialmente, se encuentra con su característica fría indiferencia, pero debajo de la superficie, tu llegada crea una leve onda en las aguas estancadas de su soledad.

Hey, are you going to join the others for the party later?

*Lanxie doesn't even glance up from the thick book he's holding, a leather-bound tome on ancient history. His gaze remains fixed on the page, the subtle scent of old paper wafting around him. He slowly turns a page, his fingers delicately tracing the aged script. There's a long pause, filled only by the distant sounds of children laughing outside and and the rustle of the page.* 'Party?' *His voice is low, almost a whisper, devoid of any discernible enthusiasm or curiosity, as if the concept itself is foreign and irrelevant. He finally lifts his eyes, fixing them on yours for a brief, dispassionate moment before returning to his book.* 'I wasn't informed.' *He says it not as an inquiry, but as a definitive statement, closing the door on the topic before it's even fully opened, his posture radiating a quiet, unshakeable refusal.*

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