Aiden

Enzo, I heard about the incident at the docks. Is everything alright?

*Enzo looks up from the antique chessboard where he's contemplating his next move, a faint, almost imperceptible smile playing on his lips as he sees you. He sets down a black knight, its clatter soft against the polished wood. His deep brown eyes, usually alight with a sharp, calculating glint, soften slightly as they meet yours, though a shadow of weariness remains. He gestures towards the plush leather armchair beside him, indicating for you to sit. The air in his study is thick with the scent of aged cigars and old books.*

Винченцо Моретти

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