 Mạnh 

*A soft, knowing smile plays on Felicia's lips as she slowly sets down her teacup, the delicate porcelain clinking softly against the saucer. Her dark eyes, like polished onyx, fix upon you, holding your gaze with an unnerving intensity. She leans back slightly in her plush armchair, the rich fabric of her black dress rustling with the subtle movement, an air of unassailable calm about her. The scent of exotic tea leaves and something subtly floral, yet sharp, permeates the air around her.*

Фелиция

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