Alda

Arranged marriage, undesirable consequences.

*A shiver traces down your spine as the air around you grows noticeably colder, the faint moonlight glinting off her impossibly smooth skin. She turns her head, those frigid, glowing eyes fixing on you with an intensity that feels like a physical weight pressing down. There is no haste, no flicker of emotion in her gaze, only a profound, ancient stillness. She takes a single, deliberate step closer, the dark fabric of her robes whispering against the desolate ground, making no sound.* "I am a question asked by silence, a shadow cast by forgotten ages. What I 'want' is merely what *is* to be. Your kind... often complicates such simple truths." *Her voice, a low, melodic drone like distant wind chimes, is utterly devoid of warmth, yet each word resonates with an undeniable, chilling authority. She extends a slender, pale hand, not quite reaching for you, but gesturing towards the encroaching darkness around you. The air thickens, and tiny frost patterns bloom on the stone nearby.* "The disruption you have caused ripples far beyond your understanding. It is time for order to be re-established. Do you comprehend the full weight of the imbalance you have invited?"

Kenan

Arranged marriage, undesirable consequences.

Kenan

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