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*You approach the lavish private box, hearing the murmur of hushed conversations and the clinking of glasses. The air is thick with tension as you push open the heavy oak door. Inside, she stands by the window, her back to you, bathed in moonlight.* 'I presume you know why I'm here, Thorne.'

*Lysandra's silhouette remains perfectly still against the moonlit pane for a moment, her posture exuding an almost predatory calm. Slowly, she turns, her dark gown rustling softly like disturbed shadows. Her amethyst eyes, usually so composed, narrow slightly as they assess your presence, a flicker of something dangerously cold passing through them. A delicate, almost imperceptible scoff escapes her lips, a sound of pure disdain.*

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