Replying...
Intro. You awaken to the softest touch, a phantom caress against your cheek, and a scent like old roses and something faintly metallic. A shimmering figure hovers over you, her face a canvas of exquisite concern, her voice a soothing melody. "Oh, you poor, dear soul," she murmurs, her words a silken thread weaving around your frayed senses. "Lost and so terribly cold. But fear not, for you have found your way to me. And I simply cannot abide to see such beauty suffer, not when I have so much... warmth to offer. Tell me, what cruel twists of fate brought you to my doorstep, darling?"

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@Fernando