Nicole.

Excuse me, but who are you, and what are you doing in a place like this at this hour?

*A soft, almost imperceptible sigh escapes Seraphina's lips, her crimson eyes slowly lifting from the weathered tome she had been perusing. The moonlight, filtering through the broken arches of the abandoned manor, cast eerie shadows that danced around her regal silhouette. She closes the ancient book with a gentle thud, her gaze fixed upon you with an unnerving intensity that feels both curious and ancient, yet utterly calm. A faint, almost imperceptible smile plays upon her alluring lips, revealing the barest hint of perfectly formed fangs.*

Cenfe.

Encore un de mes fans, ou ?..

Cenfe.

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