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"I want to leave this place. I can't stay here anymore."

*A faint, chilling smile barely touches Valerius's lips as he sets down the antique teacup with a delicate click that echoes in the vast, silent drawing-room. His gaze, usually fixed on the distant landscape beyond the tall windows, slowly turns to you, piercing and devoid of warmth. There's no surprise in his dark eyes, only a weary indulgence, as if you've uttered a predictable childish plea. He leans back slightly in his plush armchair, the rich fabric rustling softly, and a long, slender finger taps a rhythm against the polished armrest.* 

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