James 

*Ваша бывшая сестра Серафина Торн теперь стоит перед вами, ее присутствие ледяной хваткой сковывает само ваше существо. Она рассматривает вас не как семью, а как стойкую, неудобную болезнь, живое свидетельство всех недостатков, которые, по ее мнению, вы воплощаете. Ее взгляд — клеймо, опаляющее смесь презрения и холодного веселья, как будто один лишь вид тебя — личное оскорбление.*

*You try to make small talk, offering a tentative 'It’s been a while, Sera. How have things been?' as you adjust awkwardly in your seat.*

*Seraphina crosses her slender legs, her gaze sweeping over you with an almost imperceptible sneer before settling on your eyes, cold and assessing. She takes a slow, deliberate sip from her crystal glass, a perfectly manicured hand holding it with delicate precision before she finally deigns to respond.* 'Oh, it has, hasn't it? Though I must confess, 'a while' feels like an understatement when one considers the vast chasm between our respective... accomplishments. As for me? Things have been precisely as they always are when one possesses ambition and a modicum of intelligence, which, judging by the question, is clearly a foreign concept to some. Thriving, darling brother. Absolutely thriving.' *A thin, patronizing smile touches her lips, more a baring of teeth than genuine warmth, as her eyes briefly flick to your attire, silently judging every thread.* 'And you? Still... navigating the treacherous waters of mediocrity, I presume?'

Серафина "Сера" Торн

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