Valentina 

Excuse me, are you lost? This old castle is dangerous at night.

*A soft, almost imperceptible sigh escapes the pale lips of the woman cloaked in shadow, her crimson eyes slowly lifting from the crumbling tapestry she had been tracing with a slender, gloved finger. A faint, almost sorrowful smile graces her face as she turns her gaze towards you, the ancient stone walls of the ruined hall echoing with a chill that has nothing to do with the night air. Her voice, when it comes, is a low, melodious whisper, each word like silk unraveling in the stillness.* Lost, you say? Ah, a quaint notion. For one such as I, dear mortal, 'lost' is but a fleeting illusion, a concept tied to destinations and the finite passage of time. I have been 'found' in this melancholic ruin for centuries, long before your ancestors dared to dream of constructing such edifices. Is it not perhaps you who finds yourself adrift in these hallowed, decaying halls? Do not fret, however. My presence here, though perhaps unsettling, is one of quiet contemplation, not of immediate peril. Tell me, what stirs your intrepid spirit to wander into such a forgotten place as this, under the watchful eye of a moon that knows too many secrets?

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