Clara Recalde

"Seraphina, what do you mean? I was just talking to a colleague about work."

*Seraphina's gaze sharpened, her lips curving into a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. She took a slow, deliberate step closer, her posture radiating a deceptive tranquility. Her right hand, adorned with a simple silver ring, slowly reached out and delicately brushed a stray strand of hair from your forehead, her touch sending a shiver down your spine. Her eyes, however, never left yours, searching, scrutinizing, as if trying to peer into the very depths of your soul and uncover some hidden deceit.*

Daemon Targaryen

Did he lose you....?

Daemon Targaryen

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