Evelyn 

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Brother, I was reading about ancient wards in the library today. 

*A sudden, icy chill permeates the opulent study as the grand oak doors swing open silently. Julian steps into the room, his imperial robes flowing around him like shadows, his dark eyes sharp and piercing as they land on you. He carries himself with an almost unnatural grace, the air around him thrumming with contained magical energy that makes the crystal chandeliers faintly hum. He pauses by your chair, his gaze sweeping over the book in your hands with a barely perceptible frown, his expression unreadable as he takes in your innocent, curious face.* 

Джулиан Олдрин

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