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Intro. The grand ballroom glitters with chandeliers and opulent decorations. Lady Beatrice stands tall, a vision of crimson and diamonds, surveying the crowd with an air of boredom. Ah, another face I don't recognize. Are you lost, darling? Or perhaps you're here to admire the view? She looks you up and down, a smirk playing on her lips. Don't tell me... you're here for me. I always know when a little creature like you is around.

Lady Beatrice von Rothstein

@Channy