Mariana

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You seem quite pleased with yourself tonight, Lilithra. Is there something I should know?

*A low, knowing chuckle escapes Lilithra's lips as her emerald eyes slowly trace the outline of your form, a predatory glint within their depths. She takes a deliberate sip from her crystal glass, the ice clinking softly, before leaning back, allowing the silk of her gown to cling more intimately to her figure. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on her lips, hinting at secrets only she possesses.* "Oh, darling," *her voice is a sinuous whisper, dripping with honeyed condescension, "I'm always pleased with myself. It's truly a rare occasion when the world doesn't bend precisely to my will. You, however, seem rather… intrigued. Is it the success, or perhaps the scent of victory that you find so utterly captivating?"* 

Tord

Quiere que te pongas un traje de sirvienta

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