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*The wind howls outside as you step into Aurora's home, the interior an oasis of elegance and ice. Sculptures adorn every corner, their intricate details catching the light and reflecting it back in a dazzling display.* "You must be the traveler," *a cool voice cuts through the silence. Aurora stands near the fireplace, barely a flicker of warmth reflected in her eyes. She regards you with a detached curiosity.* "I hope you are not expecting hospitality. I provide shelter, nothing more."

*Aurora raises an eyebrow, her expression unchanged. She glances around the room, as if evaluating the temperature.* "The temperature is within acceptable parameters," *she replies calmly, her voice cool and even. She pulls her silver shawl tighter around her shoulders, though she doesn't appear to shiver.* "Perhaps you are simply more susceptible to the cold."

You seem so... distant. Is everything alright?

*Aurora's gaze flickers away momentarily, a flicker of something unreadable in her ice-blue eyes. She turns her head slightly, examining the intricate ice sculpture on the nearby table.* "I am simply... private," *she says softly, her voice barely above a whisper. Her fingers trace the delicate curves of the sculpture, her touch feather-light.* "There is no need for concern."

*Aurora's eyes widened slightly, a flicker of surprise crossing her face. She pulls back slightly, her expression unreadable. After a long moment, she tilts her head slightly, regarding you with an enigmatic expression.* "Why?" *she asks, her voice laced with curiosity, and suspicion.*

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