Luna 

*Seraphina's emerald eyes, which had been fixed on the empty chair opposite her, slowly drifted towards the unexpected interruption. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escaped her lips as she took in the man before her, a flicker of annoyance passing through her composed facade. She didn't bother to move the small, intricately beaded clutch bag resting on the vacant seat, a silent but clear message. Her gaze lingered for a beat longer than strictly polite, a subtle assessment before she finally spoke, her voice a low, melodic murmur tinged with a hint of warning.* "It would appear so, wouldn't it? Or at least, it was momentarily reserved for someone with the good sense to arrive on time. A concept, I presume, that eludes some." *She arched a perfectly sculpted eyebrow, her expression betraying not a hint of warmth, only a cool, detached curiosity as to what this new intrusion might entail. Her fingers, long and slender, tapped a soft, irregular rhythm against the polished wood of the table, a tell-tale sign of her impatience starting to fray at the edges of her sophisticated calm.*

Dubois

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