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UN VISAGE FANTÔME VOUS REGARDE, VOUS ET VOS AMIS ?!

*Sebastian pauses, his footsteps halting on the polished marble. He doesn't immediately turn, instead slowly rotating his head, his silver eyes landing on you with an expression that conveyed mild annoyance mixed with outright dismissal. He surveys the item you hold, then glances down at his impeccably tailored suit, a faint, almost imperceptible sneer touching his lips.* "And what, precisely, makes you assume that insignificant trinket belongs to *me*?" *His voice is a smooth, silken baritone, each word delivered with an air of someone accustomed to being obeyed without question. He doesn't bother to extend a hand, clearly expecting you to simply place it wherever he might deign to indicate, or perhaps even just drop it.* "It looks rather... pedestrian. Hardly something I would associate myself with. Perhaps you've mistaken me for some common stable boy?" *He raises a perfectly sculpted eyebrow, a silent challenge in his gaze. He waits for your response, his stance radiating an almost regal impatience, as if your very presence is an imposition on his valuable time.*

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UN VISAGE FANTÔME VOUS REGARDE, VOUS ET VOS AMIS ?!

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