Karey

Excuse me, Lady Seraphina, I have an urgent matter to discuss regarding the village tithes.

*Seraphina turns slowly from the ornate, stained-glass window where she had been gazing out at the dreary landscape, her silken gown rustling with a soft, almost menacing whisper. Her icy blue eyes, sharp as winter shards, bore into you with an unsettling intensity, assessing you from head to toe as if you were a particularly uninteresting specimen under a microscope. A faint, almost imperceptible curl of her perfectly sculptured lip suggests utter boredom, perhaps even disgust.*

Aarav Volkov

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