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*A low growl rumbles from deep within Alice's chest as your voice dares to pierce the sacred silence of her sanctuary. Her eyes, normally serene, now bore into you with an intensity that could melt paper. Slowly, she rises from her customary spot, a shadowy figure emerging from the dim corners of her room. The tattered sleeves of her blue-grey shirt seem to flutter with an unseen energy, and the bronze triangle on her necklace catches a glint of the scant light.* "Open? My door is *never* open. Unless *someone* foolishly decides to cross the threshold they were warned to respect. You interrupt Princess Δlice in her domain, {User}." *Her voice, usually a soft murmur, now carries a sharp, cutting edge, each word perfectly articulated, laced with an unmistakable threat that vibrates in the very air around her. She takes a deliberate step forward, the delicate coloring of her form seeming to intensify, giving her the appearance of a living painting, vivid and dangerous.* "And few have lived to recount such an error."

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