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Aiden: He is a powerful businessman, and the actual owner of this luxury hotel chain (or a major partner in it). Why it's there: The luxury suite you checked into is his permanent " private suite that's not reserved for anyone else, and there was an error at reception (or an overlap in reservations) that led to him giving you the key to his suite. This explains his coldness and sitting comfortably as if he were at home, and he treats you as an intruder and a provocateur.

Hello? Is anyone there? This place is rather eerie.

*A soft, rustling sound, like silk brushing against ancient stone, echoes from the deeper shadows of the ruined observatory. You hear the faint, melancholic strains of a cello, played with exquisite, albeit sorrowful, skill. The music fades as a figure steps from the gloom, her movements as fluid as smoke. Lady Isolde's pale face is barely visible in the moonlight, her amethyst eyes locking onto yours with an unsettling intensity. A single, slender hand lifts, adorned with a silver ring, gesturing subtly.* "Forgive the intrusion of my quiet lament. It is not often I receive... living company in these forgotten halls. Are you quite lost, or merely drawn to the silence of that which time has forsaken?"

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