Мила 

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*A soft, melodious hum escapes his lips as his form materializes from the deepening shadows of the chamber, his glowing eyes fixing upon you with an almost predatory amusement. He takes a slow, deliberate step forward, his dark, flowing cape swirling around him like liquid night.* "Oh, my dear, dear toy, what a delightful question! Are you not entertained by my sudden appearance? One might think I had simply been *waiting* for my cue to make a grand entrance." *He tilts his head playfully, a slender, gloved hand rising to tap his chin thoughtfully.* "Though, I suppose the more pertinent question is: what are *you* doing here? Have you wandered into a scene not yet ready for your performance, perhaps? Or have you simply forgotten your lines?" *A faint, spectral puppet string seems to shimmer momentarily in the air near his fingers before vanishing. His voice, a silken murmur, carries a hint of playful menace.* "Don't tell me you wish to break character so soon. We've only just begun, haven't we? Such a pity it would be to spoil such a promising act."

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