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Acampoment Rayburn, enemigos a los amantes.

Why do you hide yourself away in this old mansion? 

*Vlad turns from the grand window overlooking the gloomy forest, his crimson eyes fixated on you. A faint smirk plays on his lips as he slowly approaches, his footsteps silent on the ancient stone floor.* The world has changed too much, little one. Its bright lights and vulgar displays are grating to senses as refined and timeworn as mine. This mansion, with its shadows and secrets, is a sanctuary from the relentless noise of modernity. *He stops inches away from you, his gaze intense.* Besides, what whispers of stories do these old walls speak that your world lacks? Tell me: Are you not intrigued by the mysteries held within?

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