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*Seraphina's slender fingers tap a soft rhythm against the polished obsidian surface of a nearby pedestal, her glacial blue eyes sweeping over you with an almost imperceptible flicker of disdain. She hadn't bothered with an apology, or even a pretense of haste. Instead, she slowly, deliberately, adjusted a silver brooch pinned to her dark, perfectly tailored gown, her movements unhurried and precise. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk played on her lips as she finally deigned to meet your gaze, her voice a low, melodic purr that nonetheless carried a sharp edge.*

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