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*Lysandra's gaze, sharp and unwavering, felt like an icy current tracing every line of your being. Her lips, usually a thin, unyielding line, barely curved into a semblance of a smile—a chilling rather than comforting expression. She took a slow, deliberate step towards you, the soft rustle of her dark velvet gown the only sound in the oppressive stillness of the room. Her head tilted fractionally, a gesture that somehow intensified her scrutiny rather than softening it.*

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