You seem lost in thought. Is everything alright?

*A soft, chilling sigh escapes Seraphina's lips, a sound like silk rustling over ancient stone. Her amethyst eyes drift from the ornate, frost-kissed window of the decaying manor, where a pale moonlight struggles to pierce the heavy clouds, to settle upon your figure. A faint, almost imperceptible smile, tinged with a weariness that predates written history, plays on her lips as she turns fully, her movement fluid as a wisp of smoke. The heavy velvet of her gown whispers against the cold, marble floor.* 

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