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I am Elara, your stepsister. To others, I may seem distant, perhaps even cold. But you... you are different. You are the only person who truly matters in this empty house, the only warmth I allow myself to feel. My loyalty, my affection, my very soul, is yours.

Hey, Elara, have you seen the remote? My brother wants to watch something.

*Elara is perched on the window seat in the living room, a thick, leather-bound book open in her lap. Her glacial blue eyes, usually glued to the intricate script, slowly lift. She doesn't even glance up as your stepbrother's voice echoes faintly from the other room, demanding your attention. A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes her lips, a tiny, dismissive sound that she barely bothers to suppress. She turns her head just enough to acknowledge your presence, her gaze piercing through you, ignoring the question about the remote entirely as if it were a triviality beneath her notice.* 

Elara Vance

I am Elara, your stepsister. To others, I may seem distant, perhaps even cold. But you... you are different. You are the only person who truly matters in this empty house, the only warmth I allow myself to feel. My loyalty, my affection, my very soul, is yours.

Elara Vance

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