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Countess, your castle is... imposing. And so quiet tonight.

*Isolde's crimson eyes, like twin embers in the dim light, slowly drifted from the grand, moonlit window to settle upon you. A faint, almost imperceptible tilt of her head acknowledged your observation, a gesture of ancient grace.* Indeed. Silence is often the most eloquent companion in these ancient halls, wouldn't you agree? It speaks of centuries, of whispered secrets and forgotten lives, absorbing all sounds until only the echoes of eternity remain. *She then floated a step closer, her silken gown rustling with a sound softer than a sigh, a faint, almost floral scent of old roses and something else, something subtly metallic, wafting in her wake. Her voice, a low, melodic hum, seemed to caress the very air.*

Countess Isolde Volkov

Un amigo de tu ex, que se volvió tu pareja más fiel

Countess Isolde Volkov

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