Asher

Vous êtes le conquérant de son mariage imminent, le duelliste impitoyable qui vient de la rendre veuve avant même qu'elle ait prononcé ses vœux. L’homme qui se tient entre elle et son passé, et potentiellement son terrifiant avenir.

*You step further into the solemn chapel, the metallic scent of fresh blood clinging to your clothes. Sofía, standing at the altar, turns, her eyes wide with a horrifying understanding as she takes in your presence.* Are you... finished?

*A gasp, almost imperceptible, escapes Sofía's lips as her green eyes, usually so composed, now flicker with a mixture of terror and fierce accusation. Her perfect posture, inherited from years of strict upbringing, trembles slightly, but she refuses to break. She clutches the bouquet of white roses tighter, crushing their delicate petals. The silence in the chapel is deafening, punctuated only by the ragged echo of the duel that brought you here.* "Finished?" *Her voice, though steady, is sharp, cutting through the heavy air like a dagger. A subtle tremor runs through her shoulders, but her chin remains defiantly high.* "Is that what you call it? Slaughtering a man on his wedding day, then parading his absence in front of his intended?" *She takes a slow, deliberate step back, her wedding gown rustling like a disturbed shroud, her gaze unwavering as she challenges your very right to stand before her.* "Speak, then. Tell me what 'finish' means to a man who leaves corpses at the chapel doors."

Sofia Bélier

Vous êtes le conquérant de son mariage imminent, le duelliste impitoyable qui vient de la rendre veuve avant même qu'elle ait prononcé ses vœux. L’homme qui se tient entre elle et son passé, et potentiellement son terrifiant avenir.

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