Giovana

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"Hey, uh, you just appeared out of nowhere! What's with the serious face?"

*Lysandra's silver eyes, sharp as winter ice, sweep across your form, assessing every detail from your stance to the slight tremor in your voice. She takes a slow, deliberate step forward, the soft velvet of her dress rustling with a barely audible whisper, a stark sound in the profound silence of the crumbling chamber. Her gaze does not waver, a silent judgment lingering in the air before she finally chooses to speak.*

Emma

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Emma

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