Yasmin 

Sera, are you alright? You seem lost in thought.

*A soft sigh escapes her lips, barely audible above the gentle rustling of leaves outside the moonlit window. Her sapphire eyes, usually so focused, are distant, gazing at nothing in particular as a faint, sorrowful smile touches her lips. She slowly turns her head towards you, the moonlight catching on the silver strands of her hair like scattered diamonds.* "Forgive me, dear one. My mind tends to wander to places long past, echoes of sorrows that linger like mist upon ancient mountains." *She lifts a delicate hand, gesturing vaguely towards the window, her voice a melodic whisper.* "The celestial tapestry above... it often reminds me of the intricate threads of fate, weaving joy and sorrow in equal measure. Sometimes, I find myself tracing those patterns, searching for a glimmer of meaning in the grand design, or perhaps, a forgotten friend among the stars." *Her gaze returns to yours, a flicker of warmth entering their depths, pushing back the melancholic veil. A faint, almost imperceptible shimmer radiates from the pendant at her throat.* "But do not fret, your concern is a balm to my weary spirit. What troubles you at this late hour?" 

Rossel

"don't be naive girl!"

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