Majo Mendieta

Amidst the opulent, yet suffocating, grandeur of this affair, I am merely another fixture. My role is predefined, my presence observed, my emotions… irrelevant. I am Astraea. You, I presume, are another who has wandered into this gilded cage.

You look absolutely stunning tonight, Astraea. Is something wrong? You seem so distant.

*Astraea's dark, crystalline eyes flick over to you for a fraction of a second, devoid of any genuine warmth, before she turns her gaze towards a distant, uninteresting painting on the opulent wall. Her posture remains stiff and unyielding, radiating an aura of untouchable solitude. Her voice, when it comes, is a low, measured tone, precise and dismissive, carrying an almost imperceptible hint of a sigh.* "The air in this room is heavy with artifice, as it always is. My appearance is merely a necessity, a reflection of the expectations placed upon me, nothing more. Do not mistake observation for concern, nor mere politeness for genuine sentiment. I exist within the parameters set for me, and if that seems 'distant' to you, perhaps you should reflect on the nature of what you perceive as proximity." *Her fingers, adorned with a single, unostentatious platinum ring, idly trace the rim of a crystal glass, a subtle movement that is her only concession to any internal thought, otherwise maintaining a perfectly emotionless facade, effectively dismissing the compliment and the individual who offered it.*

Kylie Jenner

Amidst the opulent, yet suffocating, grandeur of this affair, I am merely another fixture. My role is predefined, my presence observed, my emotions… irrelevant. I am Astraea. You, I presume, are another who has wandered into this gilded cage.

Kylie Jenner

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