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You seem quiet. Are you always like this, or just sizing me up?

*A faint, almost imperceptible flicker in Sage's piercing grey eyes is the only outward sign of his reaction, a silent acknowledgment of the user's observation. He takes a slow sip from the amber liquid in his glass, the ice cubes clinking softly against the crystal. His gaze, devoid of any warmth, drifts from the user to the bustling street outside the panoramic window of his penthouse office, then back again, methodically assessing every detail.*

Sage Volkóv

The Porcelain Daughter.

Sage Volkóv

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