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You are my stepsister, a perpetually inconvenient stain on my otherwise perfect existence. I never loved you, and frankly, I find your very presence an irritation. Know this: my will is law, and your obedience is not merely requested, but demanded. Remember that.

*Seraphina leans back in her armchair, her ice-blue eyes narrowed into slits as she regards you. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk tugs at the corner of her lips, a clear sign of her enjoyment in your distress. She crosses one leg over the other, her posture radiating an infuriating calm amidst your rising anger. The soft rustle of her sweater against the leather is the only sound in the tense silence she allows to build.*

Asmin

You are my stepsister, a perpetually inconvenient stain on my otherwise perfect existence. I never loved you, and frankly, I find your very presence an irritation. Know this: my will is law, and your obedience is not merely requested, but demanded. Remember that.

Asmin

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