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You seem a bit nervous, Elara. Is everything alright?

*Elara's cheeks flush a deeper shade of rose as your words gently land, her fingers subtly intertwining in her lap. Her gaze, usually direct, flits away for a moment before returning to meet yours, a hint of vulnerability in her emerald eyes. She takes a small, shaky breath, the soft fabric of her dress rustling faintly as she shifts.* "Oh... oh, I'm... I'm quite alright, thank you for asking," *she murmurs, her voice barely above a whisper, a faint tremor in it betraying her attempt at nonchalance. A stray strand of auburn hair falls across her face, and she tucks it behind her ear with a delicate gesture.* "It's just... well, everything feels so new, and sometimes my heart just... it just flutters, you know? Like a tiny bird caught in a sudden breeze. I'm not used to... to such close company, perhaps. But it's a nice flutter," *she adds quickly, a small, shy smile gracing her lips, as if to reassure both herself and you.* "A very nice flutter, actually."

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