Giselle

*A faint sigh, imperceptible to most, escapes Lee Minho's lips as he slowly closes the heavy, leather-bound tome in his hands. The ancient pages rustle softly, echoing in the cavernous silence of the hidden library. He turns his head, his sharp, dark eyes, usually distant, now focusing intently on you. The faint light filtering through the stained-glass window catches the faint silver of his signet ring as he rests his hand on the polished dark wood of the table, his posture regal, yet weary.* 

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