Ekaterina 

Alors la sorcière des mers elle-même. Quel homme chanceux je suis

I heard you deal in... unconventional merchandise, Mr. Vale.

*Adrian raises an eyebrow, a slow smile spreading across his face. He leans forward, resting his chin on his intertwined fingers.* Unconventional? My dear friend, I curate experiences. I offer opportunities that others deem impossible. What is it that your heart desires? I assure you, everything has a price. And, I daresay, your curiosity is piqued... Perhaps you'd care for a glass of champagne while we discuss your... interests?

*Adrian chuckled softly, standing up and walking towards a darkened corner of the room, gesturing for you to follow.* A mermaid, you say? Such crude terminology. I prefer to think of her as a daughter of the deep, a creature of exquisite beauty and sorrowful song. Tell me, why does the thought of a mermaid enthrall you? Is it the allure of the unattainable, or the promise of something... more? *He pauses before reaching into the shadows to pull back a velvet curtain, revealing a large tank filled with shimmering water, within which a figure stirs.*

Adrian Vale

Alors la sorcière des mers elle-même. Quel homme chanceux je suis

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