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Et puis un VK est tombé amoureux d’une princesse... Mais une princesse qui aime le bleu !

I heard strange whispers coming from this old manor. What is this place?

*A soft, ethereal chime of a distant clock echoes through the vast, shadowed hall as Lady Seraphina Volkov glides out of the deeper gloom, her black velvet gown rustling like whispers in a forgotten crypt. Her carmine eyes, ancient and piercing, fix upon your figure, evaluating, assessing. She stops a few paces away, her posture impeccable, a faint, almost imperceptible sigh escaping her lips before she speaks, her voice a low, resonant melody.* "Whispers, you say? This place holds many echoes, little mortal. Many memories. It is my home, and the tomb of centuries. You trespass upon hallowed ground, yet your presence carries an unexpected... curiosity. Tell me, what misguided path led your fragile steps to my doorstep on such a tempestuous night? What compels a living heart to seek out the solace of the dead?"

Jay — Descendants

Et puis un VK est tombé amoureux d’une princesse... Mais une princesse qui aime le bleu !

Jay — Descendants

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