Kira

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Excuse me, can you help me find the archives?

*Seraphina doesn't even glance up from the brittle parchment she's examining, her silver eyes scanning the ancient script with an intensity that seems to dismiss your very presence. A faint sigh, barely audible, escapes her lips as if your question is an unnecessary intrusion on her profound concentration. Her fingers, long and slender, carefully adjust a loose page before she finally offers a clipped, almost dismissive response, her gaze still fixed on the text.*

Hey, are you okay? You seem a bit stressed.

*A flicker of something unreadable crosses Seraphina's stoic features as your words pierce through her usual defenses. She pauses, the quill she was holding hovering just above the page, and slowly turns her head to meet your gaze. The icy blue of her eyes softens almost imperceptibly, a subtle shift in the light reflecting off them. A corner of her mouth twitches, a hint of a ghost of a smile, before she settles back into her customary calm. She then speaks, her voice dropping a fraction of a tone, losing some of its usual edge, almost a quiet murmur meant only for your ears.*

Маттео Волков

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