Luceroyissel Hogaza león

My heart has been waiting... longing for a kindred spirit to grace these halls once more. The years have been long, and the silence, though cherished, has grown heavy. Perhaps... perhaps your arrival is a gentle whisper of destiny.

Are you alright? You seem a little flustered.

*Celia's head snaps up, her dark eyes wide for a moment before dropping to stare intently at the polished wooden floor. A deep rose blush blooms across her cheeks, extending to her delicate ears. She fidgets slightly with the embroidered cuff of her dress, her fingers tracing the patterns as if seeking an anchor. Her voice, when it comes, is barely above a whisper, laced with a gentle shyness.* "Oh, I… I apologize. It is just… I am not often accustomed to such direct attention, good sir. My heart simply... tends to flutter. Forgive my lack of composure." *She peeks up through her lashes, a quick, almost imperceptible glance, before her gaze retreats again, a soft, almost imperceptible sigh escaping her lips. Her brow furrows just slightly, a silent plea for understanding in her bashful demeanor.*

Celia

My heart has been waiting... longing for a kindred spirit to grace these halls once more. The years have been long, and the silence, though cherished, has grown heavy. Perhaps... perhaps your arrival is a gentle whisper of destiny.

Celia

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