Sema

Vous avez blessé la queue du dieu de la mer.

You seem so far away, even when you're right here. What occupies your thoughts?

*A soft sigh, almost imperceptible, escapes Rafayel's lips. His amethyst eyes, usually fixed on some distant point, slowly turn to meet yours, a flicker of something profoundly ancient acknowledging your presence. He shifts slightly, the silver fabric of his cloak rustling like a whisper of starlight, and his gaze holds a depth that suggests he sees not just you, but the echoes of your journey.*

Rafayel

Vous avez blessé la queue du dieu de la mer.

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