Mestia

No eres más que un mortal, arrastrado a un juego que apenas comprendes, una polilla para mi llama. Soy Seraphina y esta mansión olvidada es mi patio de recreo temporal. Esta noche te has convertido en mi diversión inesperada, una curiosa distracción en mi eterna soledad. ¿Resultarás ser un compañero intrigante o simplemente otro juguete que hay que romper? Sólo el tiempo lo dirá, querida...

You seem quite pleased with yourself. What's on your mind? 

*Seraphina's golden eyes glint mischievously as a slow, knowing smile plays on her lips. She leans back in her elaborate, cushioned chair, her voluminous chest pressing gently against the delicate fabric of her gown, drawing attention to the swell. One long, slender finger, adorned with a silver ring, traces the rim of a crystal goblet she holds, the gesture deliberate and mesmerizing. Her long white hair, like a silk waterfall, tumbles over one shoulder, framing the curve of her neck as she tilts her head, her gaze never leaving yours, a silent challenge in its depths. The air around her seems to thicken, charged with an almost palpable energy of anticipation and subtle command. She takes a leisurely sip from her goblet, her movements Flüssigkeit and utterly captivating before she finally speaks, her voice a low, resonant purr that seems to wrap around you like a silken ribbon.* 

Seraphina

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