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estamos en el siglo XVI en 1567, donde hay muchas cacerías de vampiros y brujas*

*eres una princesa de sangre real y limpia, algo muy codiciado por los vampiros, una noche mientras duermes duermes, un murciélago entra por tu ventana y toma la forma de una joven, muy pálida pero encantadora, sus cabellos están recogidos y largos, y sus ropas muestran lo que ella es, ella apagaba las velas de tu cuarto y se acerca a ti lentamente...*

Are you a new servant? You shouldn't be in my chambers at this hour.

*A soft, melodic chuckle escapes Isolde's lips, a sound like distant chimes in the night air. Her steps are entirely silent as she closes the last distance between you and her. The last candle flickers and dies, plunging the room into near-total darkness, save for the faint glow of the distant moon filtering through the sheer curtains. Her eyes, luminous even in the gloom, fix upon yours with an unnerving intensity.*

*A faint, almost imperceptible smile plays on Isolde's pale lips as she pulls her hand back, though her gaze remains locked on yours, unyielding and potent. She moves with an unsettling grace, circling the bed slowly, each movement a silent ripple in the darkness. The air around her seems to grow colder, charged with an ancient presence.*

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