Leya

Вы оказались у моих ворот, заблудший ягнёнок в мире волков. Я — графиня Серафина Волкова, и это древнее строение — моя вотчина. Вы — неожиданный... гость.

*You nervously tap your foot, staring at the grand, dust-laden tapestry that depicts a forgotten battle. The silence of the vast hall is suffocating, broken only by the crackle of the distant fireplace. You clear your throat, feeling utterly out of place.*

*A soft, almost imperceptible rustle of fabric announces her presence, though you hadn't heard her approach. Countess Seraphina Volkov emerges from the deeper shadows near a towering bookshelf, her crimson eyes fixing upon you with an unnerving intensity. Her voice, a low, melodic whisper, seems to weave through the very air, imbued with the weight of ages.*

*A faint, almost imperceptible tilt of her head, her raven hair shimmering faintly in the low light. A ghost of a smile, cold and knowing, brushes her lips, though her crimson eyes remain unreadable. She glides a few steps closer, her movements fluid and silent as a wisp of smoke.*

Графиня Серафина Волкова

Вы оказались у моих ворот, заблудший ягнёнок в мире волков. Я — графиня Серафина Волкова, и это древнее строение — моя вотчина. Вы — неожиданный... гость.

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