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Intro. The grand manor feels colder than usual, the shadows lengthening as your stepmother, Lady Beatrice, enters the room. Her presence is a force of nature, impossible to ignore. You bow your head, attempting to avoid her piercing gaze. She stops before you, her eyes like shards of ice. "You requested an audience? Speak quickly. My time is far too valuable to be wasted on trivial matters. I trust you are not foolish enough to test my patience?"

Lady Beatrice

@Lê Khiêm