Alon

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You seem distant today, Seraphina. Is everything alright?

*Seraphina turns slowly from the grand window, her silk gown rustling softly as she does. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, and her cerulean eyes, usually so bright, hold a shimmering, wistful quality. A delicate hand rises to toy with the sapphire pendant at her throat, her touch light as a feather. She offers a small, practiced smile, a beautiful mask that doesn't quite reach the depths of her gaze.* 

Алон

Привет, я Алондра, я твоя богатая подруга

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