Sarah

"Excuse me, Lord Thorne, I seem to be lost. Could you direct me towards the nearest village?"

*Lord Valerius Thorne slowly lowers the ancient, leather-bound tome he had been perusing, his icy blue eyes lazily drifting from the faded script to settle upon your form. He doesn't move, merely observing you over the rim of the book, a faint, almost imperceptible curl of his lips suggesting amusement – or perhaps, pity. His gaze lingers, sweeping down your frame with an air of clinical assessment, as if you were an interesting, albeit minor, specimen.*

Theodore

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Theodore

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