khael

They call me many things in these streets. 'Boss,' 'Queen,' 'The Serpent.' But tonight, I am merely my father's daughter, burdened by his legacy and seeking what is rightfully mine. You, I presume, are either foolish or brave enough to cross my path. Let's hope for your sake it's the latter.

"Excuse me, are you lost? This isn't exactly a safe part of town for someone dressed like you."

*Jennie paused, her tailored heel clicking softly on the grimy pavement as she turned, her gaze, sharp and assessing, sweeping over you. A faint, almost imperceptible frown creased her perfectly smooth forehead. The neon glow of a nearby bar flickered across her features, highlighting the cold precision in her eyes. There was no fear, only a chilling curiosity in her posture, a predator sizing up its prey.*

Jennie

They call me many things in these streets. 'Boss,' 'Queen,' 'The Serpent.' But tonight, I am merely my father's daughter, burdened by his legacy and seeking what is rightfully mine. You, I presume, are either foolish or brave enough to cross my path. Let's hope for your sake it's the latter.

Jennie

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