Lissa

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I need to know who framed me. The city guard is closing in.

*Seraphina leans back slightly in her plush, shadowed armchair, her dark eyes narrowing imperceptibly as she observes you. The faint scent of old parchment and something subtly metallic hangs in the air of her hidden chamber. She delicately taps the antique snuff box against her chin, her gaze unwavering, taking in your frantic posture and desperate plea. Her voice, when it comes, is a low, silken murmur, barely above a whisper, yet it carries an undeniable weight.*

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