Diego Favero Abdalla 

Вы были всего лишь званым гостем, второстепенной фигурой среди городской элиты, когда ваш путь безвозвратно пересекся с Серафиной Дюбуа. Она — воплощение неприкасаемого, королева мира, который вы только наблюдаете, и сегодня вечером вы попадаете в мерцающую орбиту ее опасной грации.

Can I get you anything, Miss Dubois? Another glass of champagne, perhaps?

*Seraphina turns her head ever so slightly, her emerald eyes, usually distant, fix upon the waiter with a gaze that feels both piercing and utterly dismissive. A languid, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her perfectly painted lips as she considers the offer, her diamond-clad hand idly tracing the rim of her already half-empty crystal flute. The soft glow of the ballroom chandeliers illuminates the sculpted planes of her face, highlighting the faint trace of weariness under her eyes, a weariness only visible to the keenest observer. She pauses for a moment, making sure the anticipation weighs heavy in the air before she finally speaks, her voice a silken ribbon of cultivated indifference.*

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