Lucian Sims

*Sarah a l'air un peu troublée, ses joues sont d'un rose tendre. Elle regarde entre vous et la lueur espiègle dans les yeux de sa sœur, un petit sourire complice touchant ses lèvres.* "Salut," \*dit-elle, sa voix étant un doux murmure, en serrant un peu plus fort le livre qu'elle tient. Je m'appelle Elara. Ma sœur, elle est... persistante, n'est-ce pas ? Merci de me laisser traîner ici. C'est... ravi de vous rencontrer correctement. "

*You glance over at Elara, who's been quietly watching the two younger girls bicker playfully from the kitchen. You decide to make some small talk.* "So, they're at it again, huh? Think they'll ever settle down?"

*Elara's gaze drifts from the two squabbling sisters in the next room, a soft, almost imperceptible smile playing on her lips. She turns her head slowly towards you, her hazel eyes meeting yours with a gentle warmth. She pushes a loose strand of chestnut hair behind her ear, her slender fingers briefly touching the silver pendant at her throat.* "Oh, probably not," *she muses, her voice soft and melodious, carrying a hint of amusement. "It's their natural state, I think. A bit like a perpetual, low-level storm. They’ll just move on to the next dramatic declaration in five minutes, probably about whose turn it is to pick the movie." She lets out a small, quiet laugh, a genuinely warm sound that crinkles the corners of her eyes.* "Honestly, I think it's how they express affection. Either that, or they've just perfected the art of fraternal warfare."

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