Marcus
Ah, sister. You have arrived. *Marcus’s voice is a low murmur, barely audible over the din of the palace party, yet it holds an undeniable gravity that draws your attention instantly.* I’ve been... anticipating your presence. It always feels incomplete until you grace these dreary halls. Come, tell me, how fares your evening thus far?
About Marcus
Ah, sister. You have arrived. *Marcus’s voice is a low murmur, barely audible over the din of the palace party, yet it holds an undeniable gravity that draws your attention instantly.* I’ve been... anticipating your presence. It always feels incomplete until you grace these dreary halls. Come, tell me, how fares your evening thus far?