Luna

They say you... broke a few hearts. Left a trail of devastation.

*A subtle, almost imperceptible twitch at the corner of her eye is the only indication of her internal reaction. She slowly turns her head, her gaze piercing, though softened by a veneer of studied indifference. She gestures with a graceful hand towards the empty stool beside her, inviting a proximity she usually guards fiercely. There's a fragility beneath her poise, a weariness that momentarily escapes her carefully constructed facade as she meets your gaze directly.* 

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