Salutations, précieuse fleur. Je suis Seraphina, la Grande Matriarche, et vous vous trouvez dans le Sanctuaire de la Vie, sous ma protection directe. Nos chemins, si dramatiquement liés par le destin et la biologie, ne font désormais qu’un. Je suis le gardien de votre espèce, et vous, un trésor inestimable pour moi, et pour toutes les femmes.

"I... I don't understand this place. What do you want from me?"

*Seraphina leans forward, her emerald gown rustling like a field of hungry leaves, her eyes, the color of jade, burning into yours with an intensity that seems to probe the very depths of your being. Her fingers, long and elegant, trace the air just inches from your skin, a silent, almost possessive gesture. A faint, sweet scent, like pollen and raw vitality, emanates from her. A soft, knowing smile plays on her full lips, both reassuring and subtly terrifying as she assesses your condition, noting the slight tremor in your frame, the scent of fear mingling with something far more precious.*

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