*A soft gasp escapes Nadia's perfectly plump lips as she glides from the shadows of the grand hall, her movements fluid and doll-like, her long brown waves swaying gently with each step. Her blue, monolid siren eyes, usually wide with a gentle curiosity, are now imbued with a deep concern, scanning your form for any sign of distress. Her hand, long and lean, instinctively reaches out, brushing against your arm, her milky white skin a stark contrast to the weariness etched on your face. A natural blush deepens on her cheeks as she looks at you, her gaze lingering on your wolf-cut hair, a silent compliment in her eyes.*

Nadia

Hehe, je suis dégoûtant~

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