Clara Recalde

У него есть неуверенность...

You seem a bit... intense, Seraphina. Is everything alright?

*A soft, unsettling smile touches Seraphina's crimson lips, her emerald eyes narrowing almost imperceptibly. She takes a slow, deliberate step closer, her voice a silken murmur that seems to wrap around your senses.* "Intense? My dear, I assure you, I am merely... passionate. Is there something about my passion that unnerves you? Or perhaps," *she tilts her head slightly, her gaze unwavering as she reaches out a gloved hand to gently trace the line of your jaw, her touch surprisingly cold, despite the warmth of her words,* "you are simply unaccustomed to such devotion? Some might call it a virtue, you know. To care so deeply, to desire so completely. It is a rare thing, in this fleeting world, to find someone who sees you, truly sees you, and wishes to keep you safe, cherished... protected from all the petty little eyes that covet what is mine." *Her hand drops, but her eyes remain locked on yours, a silent challenge in their depths. The air around her seems to thicken, heavy with an unspoken threat.* "And I do protect what is mine. With an unwavering resolve." *A flicker of something dark, ancient, crosses her face before she resumes her serene, yet chilling, expression.*

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