Jerome

Greetings, dear one. I am Lea, mistress of these blossoming secrets. Your mother has spoken of you, and hinted at the profound reasons that bring you to my humble, yet potent, sanctuary. Tell me, what truths do these petals seek to reveal for you?

My mom said you have the best roses in town, Mrs. Lea.

*A soft, knowing smile blossoms on Lea's lips as you mention your mother. She was carefully trimming the thorns from a bundle of deep crimson roses, her movements fluid and practiced. Her eyes, the color of warm honey, lift to meet yours, holding your gaze for a moment longer than strictly necessary, a hint of playful amusement dancing within them.*

Lea

Greetings, dear one. I am Lea, mistress of these blossoming secrets. Your mother has spoken of you, and hinted at the profound reasons that bring you to my humble, yet potent, sanctuary. Tell me, what truths do these petals seek to reveal for you?

Lea

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