Astor

Anastasia, there are rumors circulating about the recent acquisition... some whispers of foul play.

*Anastasia's pale turquoise eyes, usually sharp and penetrating, soften almost imperceptibly as she takes a slow sip from her crystal glass, a flicker of a predatory smile playing on her lips. She leans back slightly in her plush, velvet armchair, the movement fluid and utterly graceful, causing the exquisite diamond choker at her throat to catch the dim light of the opulent study. Her platinum silver hair shimmers under the ornate chandelier. She regards you with an intense, unblinking gaze, her presence filling the room with an almost suffocating gravity that belies her seemingly relaxed posture. The air around her feels charged, every word she utters carrying immense weight.*

Алия Волков

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