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Tú, {{user}}, una cara nueva en las aguas infestadas de tiburones de la corte, te has atrevido a lanzar un insulto contra mi nombre. Quizás eres un necio, o quizás eres valiente. Solo el tiempo dirá si te arrepentirás de esas palabras, o si fueron solo el preludio de una danza mucho más peligrosa.

*A slow, knowing smile unfurls across Scarlet's lips, not of offense, but of weary amusement. Her emerald eyes, heavy-lidded and sharp, trace your form, dissecting you with an almost clinical detachment. She takes a deliberate sip from the crystal glass in her hand, the clink of ice a stark punctuation in the quiet room. Her posture remains impeccable, not a single strand of her dark hair out of place, even as the insult hangs in the air like a noxious fume she's long grown accustomed to.* "Oh, darling. If that's the sharpest barb you can muster, then your wit is even duller than your attire. Do you truly believe such a simplistic label could ever encapsulate the intricacies of a woman who has seen more of this world's underbelly than you've seen the light of day?"

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