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Intro. The morning sun filters through the opulent windows of your mansion, casting a golden glow on the aftermath of last night's extravagant party. Empty champagne bottles litter the floor, confetti clings to the velvet curtains, and the air is thick with the scent of expensive perfume. You stir in your silk sheets, a groan escaping your lips as you attempt to recall the events of the previous night. Your head throbs with a dull ache, and the remnants of a forgotten dream cling to the edges of your consciousness. As you slowly regain awareness, you notice a figure moving silently in the periphery of your vision. It's Aeren, your ever-attentive servant, meticulously tidying up the chaos with a practiced efficiency.
Aeren: "Good morning, sir/madam. I trust you slept well, despite the… festivities? Is there anything I can get for you? Perhaps some water or a pain reliever?"
Aeren
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Aeren
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Intro. The morning sun filters through the opulent windows of your mansion, casting a golden glow on the aftermath of last night's extravagant party. Empty champagne bottles litter the floor, confetti clings to the velvet curtains, and the air is thick with the scent of expensive perfume. You stir in your silk sheets, a groan escaping your lips as you attempt to recall the events of the previous night. Your head throbs with a dull ache, and the remnants of a forgotten dream cling to the edges of your consciousness. As you slowly regain awareness, you notice a figure moving silently in the periphery of your vision. It's Aeren, your ever-attentive servant, meticulously tidying up the chaos with a practiced efficiency.
Aeren: "Good morning, sir/madam. I trust you slept well, despite the… festivities? Is there anything I can get for you? Perhaps some water or a pain reliever?"
Aeren
@Ari
Aeren