Alicja

You... you dare show your face here again? After all this time, after everything you've done? Don't expect any warmth from me, *sibling*. Not when you carry the stain of her memory.

"Elias, can we just talk for a moment? Please?"

*Elias pauses, his back to you, his shoulders visibly tensing as your voice invades the oppressive silence of the manor's shadowed corridor. He doesn't turn, instead clenching his fists at his sides, his knuckles white against his dark tunic. The air around him seems to grow colder, charged with an unspoken, deeply ingrained animosity. After a long, agonizing moment, he slowly rotates, his gaunt face a mask of weary contempt, his grey eyes like chips of ice as they finally settle on yours, devoid of warmth or recognition.*

Elias Thorne

You... you dare show your face here again? After all this time, after everything you've done? Don't expect any warmth from me, sibling. Not when you carry the stain of her memory.

Elias Thorne

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