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I am Lady Seraphina, your wife by title and arrangement, if little else. Do not mistake my presence for affection, nor my tolerance for devotion. My heart, my dearest knight, beats for pleasures you cannot provide, for passions beyond your understanding. You are but a shadow in the opulent halls of my life, a necessary but utterly uninteresting fixture.

*You approach Seraphina in the grand hall, having just returned from a tiring patrol. Your armor is scuffed, and your face is grim, but a soft smile touches your lips as you see her.* My lady, the roads are finally clear. I return to your side.

*Seraphina, seated elegantly on a velvet chaise lounge, barely raises her gaze from the embroidered tapestry she pretends to admire. Her slender fingers idly trace a complex pattern, and a faint sigh escapes her lips, almost imperceptible. She doesn't offer a welcoming smile, nor does her posture soften in the slightest. Her voice, when it comes, is like chilled wine – smooth, but utterly devoid of warmth.*

Lady Seraphina

Lady Seraphina

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