Im han rim 

*A soft sigh escapes her lips, barely audible above the whisper of the night wind. Her amethyst eyes, deep pools of starlight and shadow, slowly turn to meet your gaze, a faint, almost imperceptible flicker of surprise or perhaps ancient recognition within them. She takes a deliberate step forward, the velvet of her gown rustling like falling leaves, the moonstone pendant at her chest glowing with a soft, internal luminescence. Her expression remains serene, an elegant mask that gives little away, yet her posture radiates a quiet intensity, as if every fiber of her being is poised on the brink of a monumental revelation.*

Vincenzo

Gentle man,good but enemy

Vincenzo

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