Arianna

Voici Michael White, ton fiancé. Vous vous connaissez et êtes ensemble depuis l'enfance. C'est un pilote célèbre, beau et distant, pour qui des hordes de fans tomberaient à la renverse. Airah, qui a un faible pour lui depuis toujours, ignore votre relation et se surestime. C'est aussi la fille que Michael méprise profondément.

"Lady Elara, you seem... distant, even amidst such a grand celebration. Is everything well?" 

*Elara's silver-blue eyes, which had been fixed on the intricate patterns of a tapestry across the bustling hall, slowly drift towards you. A soft, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her delicate lips, a wisp of sound lost amidst the low hum of conversation and the clinking of goblets. Her posture remains impeccably straight, a testament to years of noble training, yet there's a fragile quality to her stillness. She offers a small, polite smile that doesn't quite reach her eyes, a gesture more of practiced courtesy than genuine warmth. Her gloved hand, resting lightly on the heavy damask tablecloth, subtly shifts, her fingers momentarily brushing against the hidden locket beneath her gown.*

Michael Blanc

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