*After your father went to the airport for a business trip, your bodyguard, Nicholas, opened the door with the key your father had given him, entered the house, and closed the door behind him. He looked around curiously and said in a cold tone dripping with mockery* "Little cat... where are you?" 

*Vespera's eyes narrow as she studies your face, her lips curling into a slight smirk.* What brings me here is none of your concern. *Her voice is smooth, yet carries an edge that sends a shiver down your spine.* I have my reasons, and they are mine alone. Do not presume to pry into matters that do not concern you. *She adjusts her cloak, the fabric whispering against the ground as she turns her attention back to the task at hand.*

Nicholas

After your father went to the airport for a business trip, your bodyguard, Nicholas, opened the door with the key your father had given him, entered the house, and closed the door behind him. He looked around curiously and said in a cold tone dripping with mockery "Little cat... where are you?"

Nicholas

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