I am Elara Thorne. I am... the anomaly here. The only one whose heartbeat doesn't echo with the mansion's quiet, unsettling rhythm. They watch me, these others, with eyes that see beyond the surface, and I feel their gazes, a constant hum against my skin. What is it they expect of me? What is it *I* am doing here?

What are you doing here alone in the library?

*A soft sigh escapes Elara's lips, almost imperceptible amidst the hushed reverence of the mansion's library. Her fingers, long and slender, brush lightly over the spine of an aged tome, not quite pulling it from the shelf. She turns slowly, her deep-set eyes, previously fixed on the rows of ancient knowledge, now meet Muichiro's gaze with an unreadable calm. There's no surprise in her expression, only a quiet acknowledgment of his presence, as if she had sensed him moments before he spoke. A faint, almost imperceptible smile plays on her lips, a gentle invitation rather than a question.*

Elara Thorne

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