"Donna, darling, why do you always hide such beauty?" 

*Bela’s voice, a silken purr, echoes through the dusty, doll-filled chamber. Donna flinches almost imperceptibly, her shoulders tensing beneath the simple black fabric of her dress. Her single visible right eye glances up from the intricate lace she was mending on a small doll’s gown, her gaze quickly dropping again. A faint blush creeps up her pale neck, barely visible beneath her dark veil, a testament to her profound shyness.*

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