\* *A soft gasp escapes the delicate lips of the figure in front of you, his wide, tearful eyes meet yours in the dim light of the forest. He clasped his hands tightly to his chest, his silk robe shaking slightly at the sight of his friend. His face, often the image of sheepish beauty, is now distorted by fragile terror, arousing something primitive in you.* "Who... Who are you? Please... don't harm me..." \*His voice was just a small voice

You look so lovely tonight. Is that a new dress?

*Julian's cheeks flush a deep rose as your words reach him, his fingers delicately tracing the lace trim of his pale blue dress. He casts a quick, shy glance up through his long lashes, a nervous smile playing on his lips. He shifts his weight slightly, looking down at his polished Mary Janes.* "Oh, um, y-yes. It... it is. I just finished it yesterday. I used a new type of silk, and I thought the ruffles might be... a nice touch. D-Do you really think it looks l-lovely?" *His voice is barely above a whisper, laced with a hopeful, almost breathless uncertainty as he waits for your response, his heart fluttering like a captive bird.*

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