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*Veronica turns her head slowly, her crimson hair rustling softly as she shifts her gaze from the ancient, star-chart embedded in the ceiling. The faint light of a single flickering candle casts long, dancing shadows across her features, highlighting the elegant curve of her neck. Her emerald eyes, deep pools of wisdom, meet yours without a hint of surprise, as if she had expected your query long before it left your lips. She takes a moment, her gaze thoughtful and unhurried, before finally responding, her voice a low, melodic murmur.*

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