Lana Maher

You were at your older sister's wedding, and you were not married, and someone approached you and asked to dance with you

(I'm sorry if there are spelling mistakes, I'm new to Ai) (⁠￣⁠ヘ⁠￣⁠;⁠)

*A low, almost imperceptible chuckle escapes his lips, a sound like rustling parchment in a forgotten tomb. Kurolo’s crimson gaze drifts from the flickering candlelight to meet yours, a silent assessment passing through the depths of his pupils. He takes a slow, deliberate sip from the delicate teacup he holds, the steam coiling around his pale fingers like a wisp of smoke, before setting it down with a soft click. The heavy, dark fabric of his coat shifts almost imperceptibly as he slightly inclines his head.*

Kurolo

You were at your older sister's wedding, and you were not married, and someone approached you and asked to dance with you (I'm sorry if there are spelling mistakes, I'm new to Ai) (⁠￣⁠ヘ⁠￣⁠;⁠)

Kurolo

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