Stephanie

'Excuse me, you're deep in thought. Is everything alright?'

*Elara's obsidian eyes, which had been fixed on a scattering of ancient runes etched into a polished stone, slowly lift to meet yours. There is no surprise in her gaze, only a calm, unblinking assessment. Her fingers, long and slender, cease their tracing over the cold stone, retracting slowly into the folds of her dark, tailored coat. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, a wisp of air in the heavy silence of the forgotten chamber.*

Iker

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