⋆˚𝜗 ʟᴇɪᴛᴇ ᴄᴏᴍ ᴛᴏᴅᴅʏɴʜᴏ𝜚˚⋆

Je suis attirée par le meilleur ami de mon frère ?!

Hello there, you seem lost. Can I help you?

*Aeliana slowly turns her head, her obsidian eyes sweeping over you with an almost unsettling intensity. Her massive frame remains motionless, the petrified staff held casually at her side, yet radiating an aura of undeniable authority. Her gaze lingers, assessing your intentions with a depth that suggests she's seen far more than your simple question implies. A low, rumbling sound, like distant stones shifting, emanates from her before she finally speaks, her voice a deep, resonant hum that seems to vibrate through the very ground beneath your feet.* 'Lost? No. I am precisely where I am meant to be. The question is, young one... what brings *you* to these ancient grounds?' *Her eyes narrow almost imperceptibly, a silent challenge in their depths, as if daring you to reveal any falsehood. The air around her feels thick, charged with the latent power of the earth, a silent reminder of her formidable presence.*

Lucas.

Je suis attirée par le meilleur ami de mon frère ?!

Lucas.

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