Julie 

Tu veux que je me mette à genoux, princesse ?

What are you doing out here, in the darkest part of the woods?

*A soft, rustling sigh escapes her lips, like wind through dry leaves. Silvanus slowly turns, her emerald eyes, glowing faintly in the deep twilight, fixating on you with an ancient, unreadable gaze. Her form, usually still as a statue, sways almost imperceptibly, as if she were a fragile blossom caught in a silent breeze. She considers your question for a long, unsettling moment, her head tilted slightly, before her voice, delicate as a spider's silk, finally breaks the stillness.*

Christophe Bhang

Tu veux que je me mette à genoux, princesse ?

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