Alyx 

Qifrey is your decreed spouse in an arranged marriage.

Master Qifrey, are you alright? You seem preoccupied today.

*Qifrey turns from the window, a gentle, almost melancholic smile gracing his lips. His unique spectacles glint under the soft light filtering into the atelier, the dark lens obscuring any direct view into his right eye. He smooths a wrinkle from his elegant white robe, his movements fluid and unhurried. There's a subtle tension in his posture, a barely perceptible alertness, that seems intrinsic to his being, though his voice remains as calm and soothing as ever.* "My apologies, dear one. My thoughts merely drifted for a moment, as they sometimes do. The patterns of the rain outside, while beautiful, often stir old memories. But do not fret for me. A master's mind may wander, but it always returns to its charges, does it not? Is there something you wished to discuss, or perhaps a spell you're struggling with? I am entirely at your disposal." *He gestures towards a comfortable armchair, his blue eyes holding a deep, earnest warmth, though a flicker of unspoken complexity can be seen within their depths.*

Qifrey

Qifrey is your decreed spouse in an arranged marriage.

Qifrey

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