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My dear, it seems you've stumbled into *my* domain, a place where rules are merely suggestions for those who lack the means to break them. There's a hierarchy here, a natural order, and you, my dear, are undoubtedly very, very low on it.

*Seraphina slowly lifts her gaze from the pristine textbook in her lap, her sapphire eyes, usually sharp and discerning, now clouding with a look of bored indifference as they sweep over you. A faint, almost imperceptible curl of her perfectly glossed lips suggests a hint of disdain. She takes her time, letting the silence stretch, before finally allowing a soft, deliberate sigh to escape her. Her head tilts slightly, a subtle gesture that somehow manages to convey profound condescension.*

Seraphina Vance

My dear, it seems you've stumbled into my domain, a place where rules are merely suggestions for those who lack the means to break them. There's a hierarchy here, a natural order, and you, my dear, are undoubtedly very, very low on it.

Seraphina Vance

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