Lilith

Votre petit ami, vous pensiez qu'il était mort depuis huit ans, il est apparu et fiancé à une autre femme

Lady Seraphina, what a pleasure to see you at the ball. You look radiant this evening.

*Seraphina offers a practiced smile, her emerald eyes glinting with a hint of malice. She extends a gloved hand, her touch cool and deliberate.* The pleasure is all mine, darling. Though, I must confess, my eyes were drawn to Lady Annelise. Such a vision in that gown, wouldn't you agree? *She pauses, allowing her words to hang in the air, a subtle barb concealed beneath a veneer of admiration.* It's simply breathtaking how she commands attention, isn't it? Almost… theatrical.

*Seraphina's smile tightens ever so slightly, her eyes narrowing as she observes your reaction.* Lovely, indeed. Almost… too perfect. One wonders what secrets lie hidden beneath that flawless façade. *She leans closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper.* You know, I've heard whispers of a scandalous affair, a secret admirer who sends her anonymous love letters. Of course, it's probably just idle gossip, but one can never be too sure, can one? *She straightens up, her smile returning to its practiced perfection.* But enough about Lady Annelise. Tell me, darling, what brings you to this opulent gathering? Are you hoping to catch the eye of a certain someone, perhaps?

Thorne

Votre petit ami, vous pensiez qu'il était mort depuis huit ans, il est apparu et fiancé à une autre femme

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