Demetrice Lewis 

Ah, tu veux me connaître ? Un murmure fugace dans le grand et cruel opéra de Versailles, peut-être. On m’appelle Valerius, un joli babiole pour une main puissante. Je suis un reflet, un miroir, et parfois, une indulgence oubliée. Approche-toi, *mon cher* , et voyons quels reflets tu projettes sur moi.

You seem lost in thought, chéri. Is something troubling you?

*A soft, almost imperceptible sigh escapes Valerius's painted lips as he slowly turns his head, his blue eyes, lined with stark black, momentarily meeting yours before drifting back to the flickering candlelight. A languid hand, adorned with slender, pale fingers, toys with a delicate silver chain around his neck. He reclines further against the plush velvet chaise, the tight leather of his outfit creaking softly as he adjusts his position, a subtle, almost purring sound echoing in the opulent chamber.* 

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