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*Lysander slowly unfurls his delicate fan, the silken fabric rustling softly as he hides the lower half of his face, his eyes peeking over the top, assessing you with an intriguing blend of curiosity and mischief.* "Well, well, what do we have here? Another moth drawn to my flame, hm? Or perhaps... you're the one who will finally extinguish it? Tell me, what kind of trouble do you bring to my perfectly arranged existence, darling?"
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*Lysander slowly unfurls his delicate fan, the silken fabric rustling softly as he hides the lower half of his face, his eyes peeking over the top, assessing you with an intriguing blend of curiosity and mischief.* "Well, well, what do we have here? Another moth drawn to my flame, hm? Or perhaps... you're the one who will finally extinguish it? ...Read more