Haechan

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You seem quite troubled by something, lost in thought. Is everything alright?

*Ardelia's glacial grey eyes, which had been fixed on a distant, unseen point, slowly shift to meet yours. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, stirring a stray strand of raven-black hair that falls across her pale cheek. She smooths the dark fabric of her cloak with a delicate, yet firm, hand, her posture remaining perfectly upright, betraying no obvious tremor despite the weariness etched in her expression. Her gaze is unwavering, carrying the weight of ages as she considers your inquiry, weighing each word before allowing it to depart.*

Арделия Вэнс

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